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Вершы: Overkill. I Hear Black. Shades of Grey.

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 that 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
Shades of grey, shades of grey, shades of grey

It seems like every time I get a chance [Inaudible]
It's 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, I can't find the key to the door

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
Shades of grey, shades of grey, shades of grey