Grey Day — Madness

When i get home it's late at night, I'm black and bloody from my life, I haven't time to clean my hands, Cuts will only sting me through my dreams.

It's well past midnight as i lie In a semi-conscious state. I dream of people fighting me Without any reason i can see.

In the morning i awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day.

After eating i go out, People passing by me shout. I can't stand this agony Why don't they talk to me?

In the park i have to rest I lie down and i do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish i could sink without a trace.

In the morning i awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day.

In the park i have to rest I lie down and i do my best, The rain is falling on my face I wish i could sink without a trace.

In the morning i awake, My arms my legs my body aches, The sky outside is wet and grey, So begins another weary day. So begins another weary day.