Lyrics:

I watch the smoke drift
From my cigarette
I hear the roaches
Cross the floor
Slam-dance around me
In my chair, I sit
The grey is leaking
Through the door

There's a shade in the grey
That I've never seen before

My gaze fixed on
The space beneath the door
My life flash
Before my eyes
All this sweat grew
From one solitary drop
The grey is movin'
'Cross the floor

We walk alone
No one beside us
It's never as simple
As black or white
We should have known
No one would find us
And we would all wind up in

Shades of grey
Shades of grey
Shades of grey
Shades of grey


'It seems like every time
I get a chance... is quite naked
And as I turn around, as I turn around... and
Inside, there's no doubt it's gonna happen again'

Nobody listenin'
So, I talk to myself
Sometimes, I pay me no mind
I lost this argument so very long ago
The right words were so hard to find
I can't breathe in the grey
And I can't find the key
To the door

We walk alone
No one beside us
It's never as simple
As black or white
We should have known
No one would find us
And we would all wind up in

Shades of grey
Shades of grey
Shades of grey
Shades of grey...