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Esta no va a dedicada exclusivamente a White, va a Black&white, espero que os guste:

Take me down to the black&white city
where there’s no boys and Doritos are in plenty
Take me home (oh wont you please take me home)

Take me down to the black&white city
where maths are dead and moras are in plenty.

 

Just a free living under the sea
I'm giving up  there’s nothing more to beat
I'm not your charity case so leave me alone to eat
I'll hit you at another time
Leave it to the end of the life.

You’re dating with bitch or so they say
Ya gotta keep pushin' for just one look and hey
You know it's all a gamble when it's just a game
And I’m tired of all that crime
I’m tired of give you my time

Take me down to the black&white city
where there’s no boys and Doritos are in plenty
Take me home (oh wont you please take me home)

Take me down to the black&white city
where maths are dead and moras are in plenty.

Strapped in the chair
Of the class Gas Chamber
Why Im Here I can actually Remember
Waiting for you to say
without you I can’t Breathe
well I’ll  Have Another Cigarette
But I Cant See
Tell Me why I have to Believe

Take me down to the black&white city
where there’s no boys and Doritos are in plenty
Take me home (oh wont you please take me home)

Take me down to the black&white city
where maths are dead and moras are in plenty.