Black Sheep Boy, Pt4 Lyrics - Black Sheep Boy - Okkervil River

Bleeding black sheep boy 

Mirror in pieces 

Turn the receiver 

Trace the police station 

Lying to my number 

And number my reasons 

For this paranoia and these accusations 

Each night that the numbers paired off like lovers collided together, so I can't remember my name or my nation. 

Bathe black sheep boy 

Go back beyond the pasture 

You cracked out my head 

And in your battered mustang, in the back seat will be your bed. 

Burning black sheep boy 

Dark denim phantom 

Face full of flames, ears full of cheers that have fandom 

I'd slice off the horns the sprung right from those temples 

I was chased from my bedroom 

I was chased from my candles by fear of the numbers paired off like lovers 

Colliding together so I can't remember my face or my station 

Pacing black sheep boy 

The floor just wont support you 

You hover through the room 

Get in your battered mustang, and the back seat will be your tomb 

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And I rode into Baltimore and I found a hotel room 

Where I tried to escape you 

But the phone line wouldn't go through 

And inside the mirror well I saw you stand there staring out 

I don't recognize your eyes, your mouth, or any other lines that come flying out 

Nothing I've heard from you sounds sane or safe, words falling down from the ceiling where the mirror is stealing the light to reveal us both 

The night that we're both peeling and the black pool of your shadow, you cracked out of my head 

Go back beyond the pasture or I'll smash your mirror 'till you're dead. 

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