There's a box hidden under my bed Full of all the thoughts I never have said Things I'm too afraid to say to my friends Words I'm too ashamed to say that I said The songs that I sing are a bit off key It's hard to play to the melody when all I see Is people on the streets who keep asking me for peace Now it's hard for me to sleep when I got thoughts like these
Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody
Keys were arranged in an order that was made To keep everyone in place, then the melody was changed The thoughts in my head that I boxed away Were replaced with a photo on my facebook page The writings on the wall, but it's hard to see When they tell us this is how it was meant to be A man on the street held a sign up to me That said, "Don't believe everything that you read"
Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody
I've got my back to the wall I feel the weight of it all You said it's all in my head This city left us for dead (left us for dead, left us for dead) This city left us for dead (left us for dead, left us for dead) This city left us for dead
Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melody Black keys don't like the white keys White keys won't play to the melodyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
