I watch the smoke drift, from my cigarette.
I hear the roaches cross the floor.
Slam dance around me, in my chair I sit.
The grey`s leakin` through the door.
There`s a shade of grey! I`ve never seen before...
My gaze fixed on, the space beneath the door.
My life flash. before my eyes...
All this sweat grew from one solitary drop
Grey`s movin` cross the floor.
We walk alone, no one beside us!
It`s never simple as black or white.
We should have known, no one would find us!
That we would all wind up in
Shades of grey...
"It seems like everytime I get a chance... is quite naked.
And as I turn around, as I turn around... and
inside there`s no doubt its gonna happen again"
Nobody listenin`, so I talk to myself.
Sometimes I pay me no... mind...
I lost this argument, so very long ago...
The right words were so hard to find...
I can`t breathe in the grey!
An` I can`t find the key to the door...
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