الأغاني: Ours. Mercy (Dancing for the Death of an Imaginary Enemy). Black.

So many lies I've confessed
So many lies made a mess
Pushed it all into something
Pushed it all

You turned and everything went black
You turned and everything went black

Would it have tried to compete?
Would it have liked but to keep?
Something told me you'd hurt me
Somethings hold back

You turned and everything went black
Turned and everything went black

You pushed it all so you'd never see it
You pushed it all
Nothing but pull the strings
Danced in your soul

You're so pretty, you are
You're so pretty

Turned and everything went black
Turned and everything went black
Turned and everything went black
Turned and everything went black

I never sought power for power's sake
'Cause power in the hands of a dangerous man
Is power in the hands of an enemy
An enemy of yours and an enemy of mine

That manipulates kindness for his own personal highs
And he's counting lines, counting numbers
Counting lines, counting lines, counting lines
So don't look at me and sneer 'cause I'm nothing like you

The difference is clear, I'm your nigger you built with fear
I hope I live to see the day when your days go crashing away
To show you that your reflection is as cold and as black
As the organs that pump blood to your veins

'Cause you see, I never really wanted to own you
Or them or really anything, just me

Pushed, pushed and pushed me
Pushed it all into something black