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Текст песни "The Greys" |
What's the blues when you've got the greys?
I've think I've given up
My body's giving in
In a building, a light spill
And then I turn back over again, me
In a building that has heating
Sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat
Drying onstage
I'm sick of feelings
Sneaking up
Throwing off
And you sit in my stomach
And you seem to be stuck
And it won't let me explain
Hera are my guts
You can just throw them away
I woke up this afternoon
Found meaning today
That the world might be
A more colorful place
You know what?
It's still just grey
Come back here
What's the blues when you've got the greys?
Much less productive
And hardship and pain
In a building, a light spill
Just before I turn over again, me
In a building that has heating
Sweat sweat sweat sweat
Drying onstage
I'm sick of feelings
Sneaking up
Throwing off
And you sit in my stomach
And you seem to be stuck
And it won't let me explain
Here are my guts
You can just throw them away
I woke up this afternoon
Found meaning today
That the world might be
A more colorful place
You know what?
It's still just grey
Oh
What's the blues when you
When you've got the greys?
I don't have much of a story to say
I'm just sitting around
With a knife and a voice today
If I do anything at all
It would be to get up
And avoid conversation
And human contact
You can't touch the world
If you can't even feel pain
You should come back here
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