Composer Struggles

It's been so long since I worked here, Writing happy melodies to hold down my career, Sammy Lawrence that's my name, My former body is what I'll reclaim, Day after day of relentless pain, I wish this blood and Ink will drain, With your help I will escape, From this dark cold Inky Cage. Sheep Sheep, it's time for sleep, Rest your head it's time for bed, In the morning you may wake, or in the morning you'll be dead. Sheep Sheep, it's time for sleep, Rest your head it's time for bed, In the morning you may wake, or in the morning you'll be dead. Have you met bendy? He's quite a fellow, Two pointy ears, black with a tint of yellow, this little darling was sent from do please show him some love It's almost time to say goodbye, This seems very cruel I don't see why, Thanks for being the sacrifice, You won't leave here alive. Sheep Sheep, it's time for sleep. Rest your head it's time for bed, In the morning you may wake, or in the morning you'll be dead. Sheep Sheep, it's time for sleep, Rest your head it's time for bed, In the morning you may wake, or in the morning you'll be dead.