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 gray's leakin' through the door

There's a shade of gray 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 as simple as black or white

We should have known, no one would find us!

That we would all wind up in shades of gray...

"It seems like every time I get a chance

is quite naked and as I turn around, as I turn around

and inside there's no doubt 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!

An' I can't find the key to the door

We walk alone, no one beside us!

It's never as simple as black or white

We should have known, no one would find us!

That we would all wind up in shades of gray...