Lletres: Conor Oberst. Outer South. Big Black Nothing.

Big black nothing fooling everyone
Big black nothing put a halo 'round what you've done
'Cause a big black nothing is coming up

Would you be my, would you still be my friend?
If I told you it's all just pretend
'Cause a big black nothing is not the end

Sing me something, something I can feel
Sing it louder, the whole world wants to hear
'Cause a big black nothing was made to appeal

Lock the doors, hide the keys
Flipping channels through the streets
All this news just makes me scared of you and you and you

Board up the windows, unplug the phone
Make it look like nobody's home
Well, I'm real scared but so prepared for the worst, yeah the worst

Big black nothing fooling everyone
Big black nothing put a halo 'round what you've done
'Cause a big black nothing