Black Song
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 you know I always do,
is it the same as before?
And misery is like a hearse,
cause you know where you′re going,
There′s crowds at the windows,
but no way of knowing,
who they got this time,
and who′s going next,
she always leaves a letter
and signs off with an S.
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 you know I always do,
is it the same as before?
And misery 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 me a while longer
She won′t be gone for long
And fetch the cargirl
I think it′s time we got out of here
No brakes into the night
And we sang as my mistress
And we got a fine witness
Just drive to (...) lives.
Исполнитель: White Lies