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Blacksheep
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The first song I ever wrote, at about age fourteen, so as you can imagine, it is a simple 3 / 4 chord number, with naive lyrics and a rubbish hook… wait a minute, sounds like all the rest of my songs!
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Alternative, Singer Songwriter, Sheffield, Liverpool, England, Pop, Blues, Grunge, Acoustic, Guitar, Matthew, Matt, Mezzo, Folk, Rock,
Hello! I'm a singer/songwriter hailing from Liverpool, U.K., Now based in Sheffield, U.K. I am a recording artist only, have stopped the whole gigging thing for the time being at least. So, I’ve set this up to publish my music and get a bit of feedback from y'all... Obviously there’s more to me than this, but I doubt anyone cares anymore than I want to tell you, so Just listen!
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
#7,901 today Peak #147
#1,779 in subgenre Peak #35
Author
Matthew Lever
Rights
Matthew Lever
Uploaded
April 16, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:04
Story behind the song
Remember back to being fourteen / fifteen, all that angst, misplaced anger and overwhelming feeling of non-belonging… Well this was the day I realised I could make all that go away by writing music.
Lyrics
Standing on these railroad tracks, apparently my heart is black, From all the love that I have hated and time I have wasted, I am through. Yeah I am the family’s black sheep, why do you treat me like that. I never say the right things, and, you are always on my back, When I walk in your footsteps, I just fall, That is when I realise; I am not wanted here at all. I’m all alone in a crowded room, these people talking is making my head spin, I feel my insides coming out; maybe my life is just a waste of space? Yeah I am the family’s black sheep, why do you treat me like that. I never say the right things, and, you are always on my back, When I walk in your footsteps, I just fall, That is when I realise; I am not wanted here at all. So, I’m sitting here, sober and queer, wondering what’s up in my life? I am fucked with junk, and it is all in vane, because everybody thinks that I am insane. Yeah I am the family’s black sheep, why do you treat me like that. I never say the right things, and, you are always on my back, When I walk in your footsteps, I just fall, That is when I realise; I am not wanted here at all.
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