Monochromanic

I hear you scavenged
That brimstone adage
Of black and white
White lies are in the top drawer
Do your best to black them out
(jaunt)
You held out both hands
And told me to choose
I pick the wrong one
You spit in my face
And told me sorry you loose
You're really on one
Is a reason to blame
All that you really need
That's laughable
Look at the company ya keep



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