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Grey Tones

nekotlh

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Lyrics

Intro

Yeah

Ey

Late nights…

You know how it is

Chorus

Grey blocks, cold nights, same view

Same stress, same fight, no clue

Wake up, go work, come back

Same loop, no break, just facts

Street lights flicker, can’t sleep

Too much weight, runs too deep

If you ain’t lived it, don’t speak

This life ain’t pretty, it’s bleak

Verse 1

Morning hits but it feels like night

No sun in the sky, just artificial light

Bus ride silent, faces all tight

Everybody tired but nobody fights

Same old stores and the same old talk

Same cold air when you take that walk

Dreams feel far when you barely cop

Enough just to live, not enough to pop

Neighbors watching but nobody cares

You hear the noise but no one’s there

People grow up with that vacant stare

Like hope left town and ain’t come back here

I seen good kids turn numb and still

Not ‘cause they bad, just lost their will

When every day just tests your skill

To stay afloat and pay that bill

Pre-Chorus

Keep it low

Don’t complain

That’s the code

That’s the way

Chorus

Grey blocks, cold nights, same view

Same stress, same fight, no clue

Wake up, go work, come back

Same loop, no break, just facts

Street lights flicker, can’t sleep

Too much weight, runs too deep

If you ain’t lived it, don’t speak

This life ain’t pretty, it’s bleak

Verse 2

Late night walks, city half asleep

But the thoughts in your head don’t ever leave

Tryna find peace but it’s hard to keep

When the world moves fast and you move on repeat

They say “just leave” like it’s that easy

Like roots don’t hold you down so deeply

Family, past, all of that weighs

More than a plane ticket out of this place

Cold in the winter, cold in the tone

People don’t say what they really know

Trust is rare, gotta move alone

Even with friends, you still feel alone

Still I move, still I try

Still got plans I won’t let die

Even if days just pass me by

I keep that spark, I keep that fire

Bridge

It’s heavy… yeah

But it made me this

No shortcuts

No luck

Just grit

Final Chorus

Grey blocks, cold nights, same view

Same stress, same fight, no clue

Wake up, go work, come back

Same loop, no break, just facts

Street lights flicker, can’t sleep

Too much weight, runs too deep

If you ain’t lived it, don’t speak

But I’m still here on my feet

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