These Grey Days

This is a mini blog of love for Eight Legs, and their choon These Grey Days, of which I have been strangely obsessed with as of late.
I find it eerily relevant in my life.

I shall post the lyrics:

These Grey Days

I've been short of logic so
I'm passed out on the patio, this cold and stony floor
I've been here before 12 times
I'm slime and I've got one thing on my mind
It's on my mind

Well she would sit and talk to me
But that's not quite enough for me
I've sent a nasty text
To show I'm not impressed
She won't comply with the one thing on my mind
It's on my mind

I wish we hadn't changed
I wish we hadn’t kissed good bye to those old days
I wished we stayed the same
These grey days

I've been to a party so
I'm passed out on the patio outside of your back door
And I've been here before so many times
I'm slime and I've got one thing on my mind
It's on my mind.

Something in my brain
And that explains the way that I behave
I need not feel ashamed
These grey days


Here is the video, which in itself is awesome, as it's filming to me resonates with the fact that my sense of reality has been fucked up as well.



Enjoy
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