Waking up without you is like drinking from an empty cup


Well I've been here before
Sat on the floor in a grey grey room
Where I stay in all day
I don't eat, but I play with this grey grey food


Desole, if someone is prayin' then I might break out,

Desole, even if I scream I can't scream that loud

I'm all alone again

Crawling back home again
Stuck by the phone again

Well I've been here before

Sat on a floor in a grey grey mood
Where I stay up all night
And all that I write is a grey grey tune

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