What's the blues when you've got the greys?
I think I've given up, my body's giving in
In a building, I lie still
And then I turn back over again
In a building that has heating,
Sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, dried-on stains
I am sick of feeling sick and not throwing up,
It's in my stomach and you seem to be stuck
And it won't work its way through my gut and just go away
I woke up this afternoon and thought maybe today
The world might be a more colorful place
But no luck, it's still just grey,
Come back here
verse 2: (almost the same as verse 1 except at the end)
What's the blues when you've got the greys?
Sweat, sweat, sweat, sweat, dried-on stains
I am sick of feeling sick and not throwing up