Boro Boogie Pickers Grey
Seems like these days nothing stays the sameAll's washed
away by the wind and the rain
Colors new seem to fade away
Gleaming silver just turns into grey
Chorus:
And I'm wasting time for the better
Salutations in your letter
It's whittled down in to nothing
Tried so hard for your blessing
But I'm searching for a reason
And I'll settle for Treason
Just put me on the firing line
Or just let me die in time
I've seen the world through exotic eyes
Mad men in a hero's disguise
I've been down in the darkest of holes
Relaying numbers to the media tolls
I've crossed the valleys in the darkest of night
Head strong by a beacon of light
I'm not the one here to make you believe
Robinhood with an ace up his sleeve
