Be somebody

Song of the day;;

→ Arrested Youth - Black X White

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 melody