Grey Machine

He was a walking tragedy
He lived inside his mind
In his dirty upstairs room
Above the neon sign

In the city of sad and distant eyes
A sucker and a billionaire's dream
A bolt in the grey machine

She had a tattoo on her wrist
Still fresh in the bar room light
She taught Judas how to kiss
In the fog of another life

Now, she cleans the tables for these clowns
She don't ask what anything means
Red rose in the grey machine

Dogs run through the alley
Behind the pub and the triple X store
Maybe there's a God above
But down here, we don't talk to him no more

He walks in a raven's shadow
Blinded in the first new snow
Counting footsteps to the door
Where no one says hello

He gets a beer and he watches her work
She's the best thing he's ever seen
They're gonna run away, so far away from the grey machine

The grey machine, 'chine
Grey machine
Grey machine



Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Blain Ivey
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