through the grey
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so your in the wind once again
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forced to retaliate and point the blame
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on the only ones who ever cared
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look to them and see your problems shared
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because we don't want to listen
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because we're just flying high
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passing through the grey
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so you were born with a cross to bear
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you found out straight away
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that life isn't fair
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but only you decide whether to sink or swim
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try to make light of what was ones so dim
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we still passing through the grey
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and we still got a lot to say
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Through The Grey
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Mouthwash |