ترانه:
White Lies Black Song

is like a hearse, cause I know where you're going The waves getting higher And I'm tired of rowing She whispers in my ear Sings the cold Black Song Hold

is like a hearse, cause I know where you're going The waves getting higher And I'm tired of rowing She whispers in my ear Sings the cold Black Song Hold

is like a hearse, cause I know where you're going The waves getting higher And I'm tired of rowing She whispers in my ear Sings the cold Black Song Hold

Closet drunk, bathtub Outcast, weirdo Stepchild, freak show Black girl, bad hair Broad nose, cold stare Tap shoes, Broadway Tuxedo, holiday Creative black, love song Stupid words, erased song

free, it's earned Not, no, it's learned Been hung and burned Yet rest in peace, resurrected plea This ain't black or white, it's gray This is not about

And do prison time 'fore we notice the cost [Paris] It really ain't difficult to break the mold And take a close look at the lies we're told Wipe away

here to team number 2 Twiztid are you ready? Man fuck you we ready Do you have a song selected? Yeah we got a song What you wanna go with Man it don'

I'll burn a candle then I'm a town full of strangers of big time and lies I'm all sirens and love songs shot down in black and white I got fascination

black and nothing's white Nothing appears to be quite right It'll be this way until the day, the circle's shattered I hear an old song yesterday about