S/T1-3, Words of Betrayed 4-8 by Dead Hearts

Deeper shade of dull

by Dead Hearts· from S/T1-3, Words of Betrayed 4-8

it's just grey this city's grey it's just grey sometimes this city looks alright when the morning sunlight hits just right on slanted roof tops pointed to the streets a moment of color that fades to grey its just grey we gotta get away its just grey at times this place looks like hell when the mid day air gets so feeble on broken sidewalks, with broken dreams this stale grey air is hard to breathe it's just grey