Grey

My clothes in all are starched, I gotta get out of my head so I can play a part
I sit up at the front row, I get discarded like a dead fishes bowl. Low to the boat and I'm sinking deeper in it. Swear my mind could implode at any minute. I know that you feel at a pause.
I won’t try to tell you that you don’t have cause

Inside, I'm all bent up and washed
Outside, it's about the same with a deathly cough.
When we were young we we’re picking fights with cops
Now I’m sitting alone in a parking lot

Bloody river take the south shoreline
I got a hole in my soul but it's fine
I want to kill I want to stick
My body to thе white house get fеw jabs in
Popping off my jaw
So you can hear my heart a beating from my hole on a call

Inside, I'm all bent up and washed
Outside, it's about the same with a deathly cough.
When we were young we, we’re picking fights with cops
Now I’m sitting alone in a parking lot
Now I’m sitting alone in a parking lot
sitting alone in a parking lot
sitting alone in a parking lot