Black and Yellow is about opposites . . not just in colors, but in personalities, emotions, and ways of seeing the world. It’s a snapshot of two people drawn together despite their differences, trying to find common ground without losing who they are.
The song explores that tension between connection and contrast . . how something can feel right and wrong at the same time. It’s messy, vibrant, conflicted, and real. Sometimes love is about harmony, and sometimes it’s about navigating dissonance without falling apart. This one’s for anyone who’s ever tried to make two different worlds fit together . . and felt both the beauty and the chaos in the attempt.
In a world that spins too fast, I'm holding onto ghosts,
The bigger picture fades to black, it's the details I see most.
Heroes fall and leave me cold, the ones I love feel far,
Sitting in the shadow of fights, wishing on a fading star.
Why do I feel like I'm lost, dancing in a room alone?
Why does the silence scream so loud, when nobody's home?
They say the sky's supposed to be blue, the grass a vibrant green,
(But all I see is black and yellow, in places I've never been.)
Oh, ohh, ohhh, ahhh
The words feel like strangers, heroes in disguise,
Swooping in with empty hands, leaving me with silent cries.
The focus shifts, the light turns dim, I'm fading into night,
Starved for love, starved for peace, in this endless, endless fight.
I've heard it all, the whispered lies, that love should feel like home,
But here I stand, an imposter, in my own life, overthrown.
It's not about who wins or loses, who's right or who has bled,
It's about the voice within me, saying I'm not just what's in my head.
I need to find the courage, to step into the light,
To see beyond the trauma, beyond the endless night.
Acceptance is a journey, where the truth is often skewed,
But I'll find my way, through black and yellow, to a hope renewed.
Why do I feel like I'm lost, dancing in a room alone?
Why does the silence scream so loud, when nobody's home?
They say the sky's supposed to be blue, the grass a vibrant green,
But I'll paint my skies a new hue, in shades I've finally seen.
Oh, ohh, ohhh, ahhh
So here's to moving forward, to choosing my own view,
To leaving black and yellow behind, for a world that's bright and true.
Oh, ohh, ohhh, ahhh
Oh, ohh, ohhh, ahhh
Oh, ohh, ohhh, ahhh
Oh, ohh, ohhh, ahhh