Sheep Sheep (Lyrics)

The spick and span Of this space it makes me sick Id rather rot in the mud Cause at least id be at piece The ticking hand Of this clock is counting down The time before, were dead and deceased So if there's a devil out there He'd better run, I'm a sick sad man, and I don't need a gun These sheep are killing me They're putting me to sleep So throw up your hands in ignorance I swear to god This sickness effects everyone But what can I do I swear to god That I will never take the fate That's given me