Along my skin those tears are falling
and fake is air and calm which's spreading
who is that man who is walking gently down this road?

I guess its pain, I close into my room

He's dying inside, inside my head

he's dyng inside, inside my head
Gray is the new Black and all the other colours (yeah) are dead
Gray is the new Black and all the other colours (yeah) are dead


He drag himself since I cannot see him anymore
so weak I stared, someone stealing colours from the sun

they're dying inside, inside my head
they're dying inside, inside my head


Gray is the new Black and all the other colours (yeah) are dead
Gray is the new Black and all the other colours (yeah) are dead


(dead colours approaching)

Gray is the new Black and all the other colours (yeah) are dead

Gray is the new Black and all the other colours (yeah) are dead