Grey skies

Grey sky running empty

'Cause I'm the shit motherfucker

Lost in this sheet

Phone off, running empty

'Cause I'm the shit motherfucker

Lost in these streets

Phone off, running empty

With mist on my face, missing my place

Missing that phone call

You cut to the chase

I'm the shit motherfucker

Wife's phone caller

Looking like a baller

V.I.P corner

V.I.P corner

V.I.P

I'm the shit motherfucker

Wife's phone caller

Looking like a baller

V.I.P corner

V.I.P corner

V.I.P

With mist on my face

I'm missing my place

Missing that phonecall

So cut to the chase

Grey sky running empty

We holding our hands

Wind blows in our hairs

Grey sky running empty

Sunset the sign that will end the peace

Glistening eyes

Tell me what's best

I get down and I'm up but the will makes me sane

Timeless sky

End high, running empty