Grey Testo

Hey, my swansong sounds like a remedy
Take your bad medecine, you can't catch me
No you can't catch me
Load me up
Sometimes it fits like I wanna see, but then these fits take a hold of me
And that news sounds like a record but the record don't move me

It's alright as long as it's black or white
Except when they're grey... OK
That's not my favourite colour (x2)

Hey, let's bake that ache like it's chemistry
Know it you can shake it, but your hand
can't touch what your eyes won't see
Give it up
Just scratch that itch or you let it be
That burned out bliss but it don't relieve that voice
That howls for connection
But connection don't move me

It's alright as long as it's black or white
Except when they're grey... OK
That's not my favourite colour
(x2)