As the hours turned to minutes
as the minutes ticked away
I got this awkward feeling today
just ain't my way  

My black had won me over
it held me good and strong
my mind was full of clover
my head was in the wrong

these eyes were not the colour
a blueeee browny white
this redness from the devil
another sleepless night

can feel it hanging over
just waiting for the fight
a darkness waiting for me
afore the dead of night

Just think of me when reading
your lucky you aint me
my black is on my shoulder
looking for that leap