Letras:The Ghost Inside. Blue And Gold.

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Make haste and find the future. We were outcasted so tragically. Curse the tide, and shun the sun, who needs it anyway? Become a black sheep with me.

I stayed up long nights, staring wide-eyed at the sea. Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me.

Make haste and find the future. We were outcasted so tragically. Or curse the tide and shun the sun. Become a black sheep with me.

Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally. Or fight the flow, and light the fuse...

Fly the banner, blue and gold

Conformity it seems all so wrong cuz I always knew, that all along, I'd find solace in things important to me.

And that's the way I want it to be...