Текст песни Grey - Vices

In a crowded room overwhelmed with isolation
No comfort but the rage
The revolution is in your chest
You see this world for what it really is
Cold, dark and you′re on your own
Chin up just crack a smile
No sun
No love
No hope

If you're not angry
You′re not paying attention
There's nothing here but grey
There's nothing humane in humanity