Black and Grey

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Echoing elegance underneath her snake skin.

Slow down, slow down, I feel defeated,

with all I do, so now wave goodbye.

Sitting on that park bench, Im ready to do this.

Its now way past time, will I go home? Oh no.



oh no, oh no, no, no, no.




They all pray to the weak and deceivers.

Don’t wait for your friends they will leave us.

Stop and think, I swear I can hear treachery.

When your stabbed in the back you will know it’s me.

In a river, drowning, with the zombies. 

I can hear your yells, its like you stabbed me.

You can have your thoughts but I know what I do

I try to feel your soul, but I fell through you.




Black and grey. 

I see you, 

and black and grey.

Live with my angels, 

of black and grey

tears soften the skin,

I turn black and grey. 

Theres melodic harmony, 

deep within. 

Live with my angels, 

of black and grey.

You know you’ve seen them,

their just black and grey.

Cutting through your skin,

bleeding black and grey.

Emotion is when,

you tear your heart out.



All the problems. 

You, I hate it.

Looking through your, 

heart’s synthetic.

Waves crashing down my head, 

I hear it.

I can see my last, 

dying breath.

I can hear it all, 

inside me, 

taking all thats left, 

right through me. 

Shoving all my words 

right down my

throat and lungs 

are just collapsing.




Now I see you, 

and black and grey.

Live with my angels, 

of black and grey

tears soften the skin,

I turn black and grey. 

Theres melodic harmony, 

deep within. 

Live with my angels, 

of black and grey.

You know you’ve seen them,

their just black and grey.

Cutting through your skin,

bleeding black and grey.

Emotion is when,

you tear your heart out.

Remember me

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