Texty:
White Lies Death

I can't think straight, I've been thinking in love triangles, and vicious circles, is it the same as before? And I said I could never lie to you, but

moon light skies could it drag a tear from your cold eyes i live on the right side i sleep in the left thats why everythings got to be love or death

moon light skies could it drag a tear from your cold eyes i live on the right side i sleep in the left thats why everythings got to be love or death

Std, quarantine Heroin user, coke head Final chapter, death bed Plastic sweat, metal skin Metallic tears, mannequin Carefree, night club Closet drunk, bathtub White house, jim crow Dirty lies

telling you white lies, oh Yeah, I'd be telling you white lies, oh The dark, it comes to light, yeah (And I'd be telling you white lies) The dark, it

memory looked up to Lacking all respect for him I'm blacking out the specks of decent thoughts That lingerin' me and leave only white White, peaceful white, calm white

Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed wall. Leave the death ledger under city hall. Leave the joyful air and that rubber ball today. Leave the

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

the spirit of a dead angel lies within me Look in my eyes, they're empty Poverty stricken beaten with the rod ol envy Lurking through the shadows of death