Grayscale Skies
Grayscale Skies
Tired of making truth from the lies
That flicker in my eye is gone
I'm feeling great just play along
How can I keep fighting on
Maybe I'll write another song
Grayscale Skies
Maybe I'll write another song and pour out my feelings
Maybe I can tell you all how long I've been dealing
Maybe I can end it all it's sounding appealing
Or maybe I can try to make myself a brand new beginning
I'm pulling on the ripcord because I'm falling from grace
How many fuckups can I make before the lessons will take
How many times will I get used 'til I see people are fake
Relying on others for happiness my biggest mistake
It really says a lot cuz I've been making so many
I love to drown my thoughts with some whiskey and henny
I'd love to know your thoughts but I'm all out of pennies
I'd love to know me but I am my biggest enemy
It isn't black and white life can be found in the gray
And even when you see the truth there can Be so many shades
You know that life can get you fucked up in just so many ways
Maybe that's why I like to spend all of my days in daze
Or maybe I am colorblind a prisoner of my own mind
I'm tired of this box I'm in, I'm tired of the things I find
Just going through the motions, but I hate this choreography
I bend in all these shapes to fit but I can't stand geometry
I hate making apologies, So why can't I just stop
It's an insecurity I think about a lot
I think about a lot of things, more so now than yesterday
Been missing the blue sky, now it's just a scale of gray
Grayscale Skies
Tired of making truth from the lies
That flicker in my eye is gone
I'm feeling great just play along
How can I keep fighting on
Maybe I'll write another song
Grayscale Skies
I'm getting really tired of my moaning and bitching
I'm feeling regret with how I made my decisions
I'm needing some tact and I need some precision
Contorting my thoughts until they're better positioned
I'm trying to find some sanity, you think I can borrow some
Invasive thoughts are killing me, it's getting real tiresome
I can't sleep at night, I think of things that I could've done
Shoulda, coulda, woulda in my temple out of a gun
I'm trying to find some sanity, I wish I had a plan in me
I wish that I was positive, keep thinking of calamity
I need some new perspective, I can make some healthy goals
Right now I need a W, If I let my truth be told
I'm starting to make progress, I'm feeling a bit more seen
I finally have feelings that are somewhere in between
It's looking pretty gray but I can see a light poke through
I can hold on as long as possible, it's all that I can do
Grayscale Skies
Tired of making truth from the lies
That flicker in my eye is gone
I'm feeling great just play along
How can I keep fighting on
Maybe I'll write another song
Grayscale Skies
Tired of making truth from the lies
That flicker in my eye is gone
I'm feeling great just play along
How can I keep fighting on
Maybe I'll write another song
Grayscale Skies
Maybe I'll write another song and pour out my feelings
Maybe I can tell you all how long I've been dealing
Maybe I can end it all it's sounding appealing
Or maybe I can try to make myself a brand new beginning
I'm pulling on the ripcord because I'm falling from grace
How many fuckups can I make before the lessons will take
How many times will I get used 'til I see people are fake
Relying on others for happiness my biggest mistake
It really says a lot cuz I've been making so many
I love to drown my thoughts with some whiskey and henny
I'd love to know your thoughts but I'm all out of pennies
I'd love to know me but I am my biggest enemy
It isn't black and white life can be found in the gray
And even when you see the truth there can Be so many shades
You know that life can get you fucked up in just so many ways
Maybe that's why I like to spend all of my days in daze
Or maybe I am colorblind a prisoner of my own mind
I'm tired of this box I'm in, I'm tired of the things I find
Just going through the motions, but I hate this choreography
I bend in all these shapes to fit but I can't stand geometry
I hate making apologies, So why can't I just stop
It's an insecurity I think about a lot
I think about a lot of things, more so now than yesterday
Been missing the blue sky, now it's just a scale of gray
Grayscale Skies
Tired of making truth from the lies
That flicker in my eye is gone
I'm feeling great just play along
How can I keep fighting on
Maybe I'll write another song
Grayscale Skies
I'm getting really tired of my moaning and bitching
I'm feeling regret with how I made my decisions
I'm needing some tact and I need some precision
Contorting my thoughts until they're better positioned
I'm trying to find some sanity, you think I can borrow some
Invasive thoughts are killing me, it's getting real tiresome
I can't sleep at night, I think of things that I could've done
Shoulda, coulda, woulda in my temple out of a gun
I'm trying to find some sanity, I wish I had a plan in me
I wish that I was positive, keep thinking of calamity
I need some new perspective, I can make some healthy goals
Right now I need a W, If I let my truth be told
I'm starting to make progress, I'm feeling a bit more seen
I finally have feelings that are somewhere in between
It's looking pretty gray but I can see a light poke through
I can hold on as long as possible, it's all that I can do
Grayscale Skies
Tired of making truth from the lies
That flicker in my eye is gone
I'm feeling great just play along
How can I keep fighting on
Maybe I'll write another song
Grayscale Skies
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Lipton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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