Funeral Song #1 - Black Sheep

Meaning
The song 'Black Sheep' by Independentmusicart reflects on the theme of betrayal and insincere mourning. It portrays the hypocrisy of people who only show remorse and care after someone has passed away, highlighting the emptiness of their gestures and the regret that comes too late.

Lyrics of Black Sheep by Independentmusicart

Jake Whitlock Composer / Lyricist
© 2025 Independentmusicart  /   Lyrics provided by Musixmatch

verse

When I was breathing, they kept their distance

Only called when they needed assistance

Never asked how I was holding on

Just took what they could and they were gone

But now I′m laid out in a box of pine

They're flying in from different timelines

Crying tears they never shed before

Preaching love they never showed no more

chorus

They′ll drive four miles to see me dead

But not a soul checked in when I bled

Now they're dressed in black, heads bowed low

Saying things they never let me know

I was the black sheep left to roam

Now they're here like I was never alone

Funny how the silence breaks

When it′s too damn late

verse

They post my name like they knew my pain

But I walked through fire in the pouring rain

No calls, no letters, no helping hand

Just empty words and shifting sand

Now they′re lining up to pay respect

To a soul they chose to disconnect

Preacher says, "I touched their lives"

But where were they when I tried to survive?

chorus

They'll drive four miles to see me dead

But not a soul checked in when I bled

Now they′re dressed in black, heads bowed low

Saying things they never let me know

I was the black sheep left to roam

Now they're here like I was never alone

Funny how the silence breaks

When it′s too damn late

bridge

Don't bring me flowers when I′m gone

If you couldn't stand me when I was strong

I'd rather die with truth than live with lies

So save your tears and alibis

chorus

They′ll drive four miles to see me dead

But not a soul checked in when I bled

Now they′re dressed in black, heads bowed low

Saying things they never let me know

I was the black sheep left to roam

Now they're here like I was never alone

Funny how the silence breaks

When it′s too damn late

Writer(s): James Robert Decker

 

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