Soundgarden — Black Days III

[Verse 1] White lemon days Blue colored lines on your face Devil in your best Settling like death to the pain [Pre-Chorus] Now loosening your grip Feel the wheel slip from your hands Walking the devil's dog And carrying his groceries [Chorus 1] I fell on black days Fell on black days How would I know that this would be my fate White lemon days [Verse 2] Love steal the schemes Drive around like spaceships on bald tires Burn the mother's milk So another fog is in line [Pre-Chorus] Now getting the devil's kiss And wipe the mothers kiss from my face Keep a stiff upper lip Spitting on my past to the pain [Chorus 2] I fell on black days Fell on black days How would I know that this would be my fate How would I know that this would be my fate I fell on black days I fell on black days