Bathed In Grey - King Krule

What is there to say

When in front of you there lays

A strong path that paved your way

Now shattered lost shades of grey

I guess I missed her

This overgrown sister

With no cement in the mixture

Well let me paint this dark picture

They weren’t men

They were duds

There was blood

Fed and thugs wed her calm heart

And now she’s laying in the dark

In a pool of filth

I found a body in the dark

I found her body in the dark

I guess it’s my turn to burn through

The rest of these funny days

I stress when my turn to

Earn you a better life runs astray

I can’t say what’s right

But understand the pain that enslaves

It hasn’t hit me as easily

As some might say

We all find a day

To slip away

You pour your heart, your aching soul

Where I stay bold

Look for the times you took to hold

My naked soul

Deep sea diver

Born skiver

Two month fiver

I’ve hurt everyone but you

I see things simple

But it only rekindles

These dark shades of blue

It’s the darkest shade of blue

It’s the darkest shade of blue

I guess it’s my turn to burn through

The rest of these funny days

I stress when my turn to

Earn you a better life runs astray

I can’t say what’s right

But understand the pain that enslaves

It hasn’t hit me as easily

As some might say

It hasn’t hit me in the same way

It hasn’t hit me

There was not much else to say

It hasn’t hit me but I still feel the pain

It hasn’t hit me

There was not much more to say

Has this hit?