Living In The Gray
You got something to say? Should I wait and listen?
Sounds unfocused to me, and your heart is missing
Cold, Stubborn and so vain, with every breath you're
breathing
Your head a one way-street, it never rhymes or reason
Not everything is black or white
Sometimes we're living in the gray
Controlling every way, for your identity
No room for mistakes and preaching your hypocrisy
Maybe one day you'll come to realize that
That all you did and say was meant to be in the gray
Not everything is black or white
Sometimes we're living in the gray
Not everything is black or white
Sometimes we're living in the gray
Living in the gray
Not everything is black or white
Not everything is black or white
Sometimes we're living in the gray
Living in the gray
Living in the Gray
