Black Square

Witheout or read your diary Out loud We've all read it anyway Or just blackout the secrets We're al dying in vain There's a greyed out category in the spreadsheet Where my name was supposed to be "Promise to join us Not to leave us Take my hand now." Know when to walk away Know when to run It's a sick cold dead place We landed In retrospect it all looks better If you survive it Get up each morning try, push, fight It's just the same It's cold