Paint Beyond the Grey
Song by Jamie Bathgate
I’m sick of living like I’m only ever giving so that I can take the praise
I got to speaking to the man at my door about how to change my ways
I found a reason in the seat of my soul but that thing’s seen better days
You’d better put me in my place
To paint beyond the grey
I know I said I’d do this for you
But you and I both know that’s not true
But that won’t make no difference to the shade
I got to speaking to the man at my door about how to change my ways
I found a reason in the seat of my soul but that thing’s seen better days
You’d better put me in my place
To paint beyond the grey
I know I said I’d do this for you
But you and I both know that’s not true
But that won’t make no difference to the shade