You are the only you that you will ever be, get used to it.
Baa ba baa baa ba baa ba baaaa baa ba, baa ba baa baaa.
Follow the herd
Is what I’ve heard
Bleat like the rest
Don’t try to be the best
Individuals are weak
Single we are meek
But strong is the pack
We make up for what we lack
But how do I know who I am
If all I stay is a meek little lamb?
Do they know that I dream of more
That I want to create my own personal lore?
No, for a sheep freethinker is a laughable thing
We are all peasants here for we have no king
The shepherd comes and takes us hither
The wolf comes and our flock does wither
I am slowly losing what it means to be me
I am slowly losing what it means to be free
But I will not this battle concede
Until from this herd I am freed
I am a sheep, this is true
But that does not make me the same as you!
Thank you for listening.
Baa baa ba baaa.