Besedila: Damnwells. Sell The Lie.

Go out under white street lights
And find that we're black and white
The blueprints just might say you were right

I won't go home 'till I've found my way there
I wont leave here with oh full of fears
Of what's gone and what was never here

Don't call me tonight
I can't make it right

Just say anything you want to
You don't need all the things they promised to you
Sell the lie and give away the truth
Give away the truth

I have seen, among the oldest of things
The beginning, the start of the seam
That holds together, and keeps it from losing me

Don't call me tonight
I can't make it right


Just say anything you want to
You don't need all the things they promised to you
Sell the lie and give away the truth

Just say anything you want to
You don't need all the things they promised to you
Sell the lie and give away the truth
Give away the truth

Just say anything you want to
You don't need all the things they promised to you
Sell the lie and give away the truth

Just say anything you want to
You don't need all the things they promised to you
Sell the lie and give away the truth
Give away the truth