wilen - the sky is grey

wilen - the sky is grey

What's the point? That's what I'm asking myself
Cus all my life I've been travelin' to hell

The sky is grey, wish I was high as hell
But nah, I'm suppose to find my way
But guess what, every road has a sign that says
"500 miles of pain" so I might as well light and blaze
Turn cries into smiles and laughs, that sounds great
You don't agree, turnin' broken dreams to open fields
Of new hopes and dreams just by smokin' weed
Tell me I'm wrong, cus I probably am
But it's my way, cus life ain't nice mayn
And I'm sorry people seem to have a problem with that
But I never lie to myself, I can see facts in front of myeyes
Leaders feedin' people propaganda, they swallow the lies
Follow them blind, but I ain't here to change things
Since I don't give a fuck, I'm just tryna live my life