Blue, songs are like tattoos
You know I've been to sea before Crown and anchor me or let me sail away Hey blue, there is a song for you Ink on a pin underneath the skin An empty space to fill in Well, there's so many sinking now You've got to keep thinking You can make it through these waves Acid, booze and ass Needles, guns and grass Lots of laughs, lots of laughs Everybody's saying that Hell's the hippest way to go Well, I don't think so but I'm gonna take a look around it though Blue, I love you Blue, here is a shell for you Inside you'll hear a sigh, a foggy lullaby There is your song from me
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