Texty: Madness. Ultimate Collection. Grey Day.

When I get home it's late at night
I'm black and bloody from my life
I haven't time to clean my hands
Cuts will only sting me through my dreams

It's well past midnight as I lie
In a semi-conscious state
I dream of people fighting me
Without any reason I can see

In the morning I awake
My arms, my legs, my body aches
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day, yeah
So begins another weary day

After eating I go out
People passing by me shout
I can't stand this agony
Why don't they talk to me?

In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace

In the morning I awake
My arms, my legs, my body aches
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day, yeah
So begins another weary day

In the park I have to rest
I lie down and I do my best
The rain is falling on my face
I wish I could sink without a trace

In the morning I awake
My arms, my legs, my body aches
The sky outside is wet and grey
So begins another weary day, yeah
So begins another weary day
So begins another weary day, yeah
So begins another weary day