grey is my death - Dead

As the gun was cocked back to my head

I couldn't help

But to remember when

I met this girl

And I sat there all alone

'Cause the pills were on the ground

And I was scared let go to wake up again

To realize I had only dreamed of you

But the d**gs never seem to work

I'm sitting here alone

Sorrowful my head

And I'm tired

I'm tired

I'm not to being at night

Face are always shaking up

And my guest are always spending around

And I don't know it's how running to you

Get what I'm mocking through the night