Grey Matter

Would I bite my tongue and live with what you've done? Just continue sleeping? Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought There's nothing I can do, but... Let's pray for this suicide And all these pictures falling down One wish full, step to the side And please just let me know Are you happy? I'll decide. These stories are so old, how they match your eyes.(3x) But... Let's pray for this suicide And all these pictures falling down One wish full, step to the side And pick these pictures from the ground that surround me