作曲 : Cordeux, Kisschasy
My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb 
She’s clean enough for me and looks good in yellow. 
Disolved in alcohol but she’s in perfect care. 
The queen of my worst dreams but i'm her biggest…nightmare. 
And counting black sheep 
To reacquaint myself with sleep 
And when the storm cloud,comes you’re still light and you still shine yellow. 
Watch days evaporate like water on a stove. 
I’d find it easier to get blood out of stone. 
I wrote this song slow to make it go mainstream 
So all the people know that you’re my favourite bad scene. 
And counting black sheep 
To reacquaint myself with sleep 
And when the storm cloud comes you’re still light and you still shine yellow. 
I can’t get thoughts like this on a 
Monday. I think 
I’ll sleep-in anyway. 
I can’t get thoughts like this on a 
Monday. I think 
I’ll sleep-in anyway. 
HEY And im counting black sheep 
To reacquaint myself with sleep 
And when the storm cloud. 
Im counting black sheep 
To reacquaint myself with sleep 
And when the storm cloud comes you’re still light and you still shine yellow. 
And you shine, yellow.