dont ever be the one , to make the mistake , to think that you want to be me , cause homie you dont know me , or what its like to walk in these shoes , just let me tell you , it feels like im running a marathon every day , with no arms or legs , trying to carry my own weight , like im in a rat race stuck inside a maze but their aint any cheese on the plate , like ive come face to face with the fat lady and shes mute so she dont sing but I do , I try and use this music that I make to escape but I cant cause its just a part of me , with every song that gets played another piece of me gets put on display , im trying not to overthink as I say everything I need to say , I never stopped to think , till it was to late , I dug my own grave , missery loves company or so they say , come have a seat with me , lets eat some more of this shit that they keep force feeding me every single day , ive had as much as I can take , I spit upon my plate , in fact im overweight by the world that rest on my shoulders currently , what I mean to say , is that theres this monkey on my back , and he just wont go away , he sets there and stares as he flicks me in the ears , hes got me pulling out all my hair , pushing me to the point that I break , I need to get away , in reality im going crazy , as the walls begin to close in on me , they start to rotate , as the colors fade , from everything , (-hook- I see everything in many different shades of grey , many different shades of grey is how I see everything , if you read , inbetween the lines , then you can see , in many different shades of grey , many different shades of grey , just like me , ×2 ) everything to this day has been nothing but an uphill battle for me , as I go against the grain , society never seemed capable of accepting me, leaving me astranged , but its ok , I never liked most yall anyways , seeing as the majority trends to be fake , you just dont have any personalities , im up against a world built to take everything away , especially if your unique in any kind of way , or anything other than the commonality , it was my originality that made me stand out in the first place , nobody seemed to appriciate me for me , wich deamed me the target of alot of things , I was just another victim of hate , all because I seen everything differently . ( -hook- I see everything in many different shades of grey , many different shades of grey is how I see everything , if you read , inbetween the lines , then you can see , in many different shades of grey , many different shades of grey, just like me ×2 )