strive, strive, strive Don't let it go, strive for something more your Life, life, life, life Never let it go, It's always yours Strive, strive, strive, strive Never give up
so many rings on your finger they'd say your hand was polyphonic {Chorus} Everything i?m saying now's straight from the 'H' and even if the skies were grey
stop looking everywhere else Speaking of planning, Hustling and scheming Looking for hookups Took up too much time Like a fiend for rocks that got cooked up
the cyber age, the air's burning like a microwave, The holy lands sees miles away, I pour out some alisae, beneath the skies, 'cause the clouds are grey
way We take no risks We figure out which games to play And how to make 'em pay Suddenly the pressure's fallin' fallin' Skies have all turned grey Suddenly
my stuff and you make me blue You've got me so goddamned subdued And every day I hope and pray You'll stay with me while the skies are grey Bleeding
it just wouldn't feel right If I didn't have you by my side You were there for me To love and care for me When skies were grey Whenever I was down You
For the beauty you'll find there And you will find beauty In the toughest of places And I will be thinking of you out there So pick up your bags Look
two minds so fine Look under every stone When you need some help to save the day They're never far away (Repeat Chorus 1) (Bridge) Grey skies, it's
was it? I asked And after a tap on the glass He looked my way, then gave me this depressed expression Impressed, it's best just to say Besides the tides and the grey skies
Grey skies and light fading Headlamps making patterns on the wall Uptown, it's dead now, but Out here no one seems to care at all Sick girls and sick
call me captain dirty head one mic im at the top of the mast while you look into the night put up your shrouds cuz the wind blows slow grey skies are
bodies scream They fall as if the monstrous scythe Of clouds has smashed them from the skies The scattered squadron of mankind Stabs right into the churned up
wonder what's going on, but I gots to move I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong I look up in the air to see blue skies but grey clouds They all
re jumping up and down, nobody's standing still Some of us screaming Some of us dreaming Look at your fans How we love you, rubber ball man Look at your
it's ending. For tomorrow I'll pretend to be asleep, as you grab up your shit and take one last look at me. So fire up you're engines and bring the gasoline
Loaded up the car and said goodbye Looked at that old school one last time No more homework and tears And I'll miss the friends that I made here
You can chase the clouds away Skies look grey there?s a silver line and it?s all about your mind Perfect day You can chase the clouds away Skies look grey
