Subject A wants to throw it all away
He's sick of all the pain, he wants to turn it all into rage
Learn how the barrel tastes before it's too late
I just want to get through the day

We're all just shades of gray
In a long and frantic race to catch a dying day
(I just want to get through the day)
For one second I'd slit your throat
And spill blood across the floor to put an end to this game

They thought you would have learned by now
But you're still questioning
(God would this be a better place without me?)
So much is lost within each second
So they say, you became another waste of space
So you learn how the barrel tastes gray

And the world will watch as he blows his head off
I just want to get through the day

We're all just shades of gray
In a long and frantic race to catch a dying day
(I just want to get through the day)
For one second I'd slit your throat
And spill blood across the floor to put an end to this game

Take the time to smell while the roses are red
Before they're all dried up and dead
It's never too late, it's never too late
Remember there's blood runnin' through your veins

Take the time to smell while the roses are red
Before they're all dried up and dead
It's never too late, it's never too late
Remember there's blood runnin' through your veins

I just want to get through the day

We're all just shades of gray
In a long and frantic race to catch a dying day
(I just want to get through the day)
For one second I'd slit your throat
And spill blood across the floor to put an end to this game

We are gray