GRAYSCALE

GRAYSCALE

Didn't heard anything
Anything but excuses
Nothing but theories about a grayscale
There's only black and white
And maybe that's why
I'm shouting to a grave

Would you try to prove me wrong?
Just remember
God forgives, but I don't
There's nothing like a grayscale
There's only black and white
And maybe that's why
I'm shouting to a grave

Will you rise?
And turn all black to white
Or will you still try
To convince me that you're right
That there is more, that there is gray
That in the middle we can gleefully sway