GREY
Anna feels exhausted
Frozen wind is blowing on her home
So many men without a soul to sell
Empty marionettes
Weak voices and wrinkled hearts
Erasing colors on her painting
This fog invades her road like unwanted alien
Roamin’ we’re colliding
All is grey
For something that is wrong
Nothing fades away
For something that I’ve got
Buried inside a flash
You can find his own bright sun
Warming again, again, again
Anna writhes on her bed
Muses don’t lay down by the source
Nitghtmares blind the innocents and leave
A silence inside her
All is grey
For something that is wrong
Nothing fades away
For something that I’ve got
Buried inside a flash
You can find his own bright sun
Warming again, again, again
She bleeds inside her eyes
And I’m bleedin’ to my friends
All is grey
For something that is wrong
Nothing fades away
For something that I’ve got
Buried inside a flash
You can find his own bright sun
Warming again, again, again