Grey

Grey

They say we're free to speak to speak whatever we may have
To say and that we're free to wear it all in every fucking way
It's up to fucking you to fulfill your damned fucking life
With ease and to carry any symbol, view or dream that
You may fucking please

But hairstyles never cease to stir their fucking minds
En masse. Your clothes will always bite big chumps
Right out of their concrete ass. You'll be corrected
Censored and asked to appear in a milder way
And in the end eventually if you're weak you'll
Fade in grey

Authority. Society. Parents. Teachers. Employees and God
Authority. Society. Parents. Teachers. Employees and God
Fade into grey. Fade into grey. Fade into grey

For every punch you'll take in life, learn to always at least
Give two. Don't ever let somebody get away shitting on you
There may be laws to follow. Drugs to stay away from in
Your life. But never live it feeling your damned hands and
Feets always being tied

But hairstyles never cease to stir their fucking minds
En masse. Your clothes will always bite big chumps
Right out of their concrete ass. You'll be corrected
Censored and asked to appear in a milder way
And in the end eventually if you're weak you'll
Fade in grey