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e-dubble - grey skies lyrics

[hook]
cups up for the things that we’ve been through
we reminisce on the ways that we got by
feeling anxious cause time is an issue
we do it all cause we know that the clock lies
we want a way out, we want a way in
ambition mixed with dreams we never want it wasted
red lights, grey skies, so we fake that
the struggle is the story and the story is amazing

[verse 1]
i see the clock inside my phone just staring back at me
like what we do with all our time could be a tragedy
but we ain’t leaning on the apathy, we actually
have started something big enough to call a f-cking happening
with no sixth sense, we are like the sixth man
hustle for the clock ticks, hustle ’till we hit j-pan
throw a f-cking hashtag, #occupyeverything
stay up in the parks, let your democracy play halloween
they love the face paint, they love the photo ops
they sitting pretty when their underlings play photoshop
they cut the arts budget, they cut creative costs
they see themselves with wrinkled faces and no audemar’s
the truth hurts but we’re stronger for revealing it
concealing where we f-cked up’s no way to deal with sh-t
brown bag lunch, and i got a snack pack
time to go to work even if it’s in a snap-back
we’re wearing different hats, we run in different circles
that clock is ticking but we on our job so f-ck a curfew

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[verse 2]
they march to the same beat, but everybody wanna sound off
they love when they when they say cheese, but our shadows seem to play ground-hog
hibernate ’till mistakes i pay back, no time to recline or lay back
that p-ssion is our pay-cheque. f-ck a vowl, i’ll solve it, sajak
that wheel of fortune is a gambler with a bad hand
kick it to the curb with the force of mr. van damme
so cop a claudograph, we’re work-a-holics intervening
on the status quo, it seems as reckless as it is deceiving
i’m tying up my boots and managing addictions
keep the moderation coming; the prescription for our sh-tlist
sitting on the throne watching all your minions b-tching
sounds impressive ’till you see the isolation that you live in
d-mn — gotta socialize. open up and stay open eyed
cold world turned your heart to stone. no poster boy, you just posterized – uh
john stock’s over mike jord(an), the little things we fight for
soundtrack to our life, big lights, big city when we strike that right chord

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