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White ink & Black paper
White ink on black paper,
For all the times you don't want to remember,
You didn't think it couldn't last forever
'Till it was too late all along.
White ink on black paper,
It kills you slow and tender,
You feel that single thought linger :
The problem's yours, and yours all alone...
Don't take me away
Whenever you go,
You always hide what I always
Wanted to know !
What you write in white ink
No one'll read,
What you hide in a wink
Now safe from being freed.
White ink on black paper,
For all the times you don't want to remember,
You didn't think it couldn't last forever
'Till it was too late all along.
White ink on black paper,
It kills you slow and tender,
You feel that single thought linger :
The problem's yours, and yours all alone...
Whitening what betrays
I'm dying inside,
One little hope everyday
And dullness glorified.
It's well-known what I need
To you and everyone,
For me, can't you concede,
Give me this bit of fun ?
White ink on black paper,
For all the times you don't want to remember,
You didn't think it couldn't last forever
'Till it was too late all along.
White ink on black paper,
It kills you slow and tender,
You feel that single thought linger :
The problem's yours, and yours all alone...
It ain't even night yet,
I don't want to sleep
'Cause once you went...
Once you went down you'll never want to get up !
White ink on black paper,
You're just a lonely creeper...
Maybe a late bloomer,
And maybe you'll never belong.
So you write on black paper,
Ink gets paler and paler...
You're just a ghost, a blur,
Untouchable to the bone...
For all the times you don't want to remember,
You didn't think it couldn't last forever
'Till it was too late all along.
White ink on black paper,
It kills you slow and tender,
You feel that single thought linger :
The problem's yours, and yours all alone...
Don't take me away
Whenever you go,
You always hide what I always
Wanted to know !
What you write in white ink
No one'll read,
What you hide in a wink
Now safe from being freed.
White ink on black paper,
For all the times you don't want to remember,
You didn't think it couldn't last forever
'Till it was too late all along.
White ink on black paper,
It kills you slow and tender,
You feel that single thought linger :
The problem's yours, and yours all alone...
Whitening what betrays
I'm dying inside,
One little hope everyday
And dullness glorified.
It's well-known what I need
To you and everyone,
For me, can't you concede,
Give me this bit of fun ?
White ink on black paper,
For all the times you don't want to remember,
You didn't think it couldn't last forever
'Till it was too late all along.
White ink on black paper,
It kills you slow and tender,
You feel that single thought linger :
The problem's yours, and yours all alone...
It ain't even night yet,
I don't want to sleep
'Cause once you went...
Once you went down you'll never want to get up !
White ink on black paper,
You're just a lonely creeper...
Maybe a late bloomer,
And maybe you'll never belong.
So you write on black paper,
Ink gets paler and paler...
You're just a ghost, a blur,
Untouchable to the bone...
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