I see a picture and I want to paint it gray
No colors on it, I just want it all turned gray
I see other comics with all their color tones
And I must close my eyes and picture monochrome

I see many drawn lines, and they're all colored gray
With sakura and snow, both likely soon to fade
I see some people mocking, 'fore they're shooed away
But we know that their color pales beside our gray

I look inside myself, and find my heart is gray
I wonder who else is affected in this way
With graphite running through their arteries and through their veins
Long after this comic's done, I'll still have hints of grays . . .

I cannot stand my grays to turn to brighter hues
I hope that such a thing Piro will never do
If I look hard enough at Ping-chan's dual braids
Maybe they'll dance for me amidst the sea of grays . . .

I see a picture and I want it painted gray
No colors anymore, just monochromic gray
I see other comics, with all their color tones
And I must close my eyes and picture monochrome

Hmm, hmm, hmm

So much more can be seen when painted, painted gray
Gray as clouds, gray as smoke
I wanna see the colors washed out from the scene
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted gray
Yeah.






The MT world, it is explodin'
Factions pissed with Draegos crowin'
They feel they have to fight 'til the blood is flowin'
"Hold on, let's cool down before guns we are totin',"
But even Anna Millers has violence goin'

But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Don't you understand, fanboy-wars cause flames
Don't know know that bad tensions won't go away
If the mods have to nuke, trouble will come our way
There'll be violence today
As more jump in the fray
Take a look there, at the hoard,
It's bound to scare the board

But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Has me so scared, feel like runnin' and hidin'
And you're just fighting 'cause your Idol, they're deridin'
I can't change your minds, the thoughts you're fabricatin'
When a handful of fools will start annihilatin'
Small intentions alone can't justify this baitin'
Can't be a peaceful board when a war is formulatin'
Impending doom is so frustratin'

But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Think of the disorder in other forums
Then take a look around here at all the warriors
And I'll stay home for some days of rest
But when I come back, it's the same old nest
The same old silly guys, no perment disgrace
We seem to be better, but with a brand-new pace
Some tensions are opened, but it's still a fun ol' place

And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.