Letra Grey Worlds - Bloodjinn
Grey, cold morning air
Makes it hard to breathe
Worlds, the sky wears a somber smile
Today, clouds shift across the
Horizon, something feels strange
About this day, my chest is heavy and
The sky is falling uncertainty looms in
My world of grey, I have an appointment
With death, doctors give me
Eighteen months to live, why? Oh God why?
Have you not already taken everything from me?
I have an appointment with death
Doctors give me eighteen months to live