Blueblack
Come back into the big black
Is what I thought you said to me
in a low way
We pack into a hatchback
We drive ourselves into the sea or to R.I.P.
The mail man's dressing in all black
At least that's who I think it is
through the pinhole
That's him tilting his head back
I think that I should let him in
to my V.I.P.
And I feel fine with you
I can see right through your eyes
And that there's nothing I can do
And I feel fine with you
Yea I know because
I've thought until my mind is black and blue
A bright night lit by a bull fight
is blinking down beyond the trees
as we slow down
Right back into the blueblack
I wonder whether you or I
would've grown up right
And I feel fine with you
I can see right through your eyes
And that there's nothing I can do
And I feel fine with you
Yea I know because
I've thought until my mind is black and blue
Drink You Dry
I can't make good
I'm on the attack they call me big lack
Hollywood painted it black, wait paint it back
All of my life I just wanna find a way to be used
If you wanna hassle me
Take advantage now
Every day I drink I'm dry
Please don't ask me why
The bad is good
We're only awake if we're into that
It's understood
Though you can fake you'll never make
All of my life I'm just gonna be a little confused
If you wanna hassle me
Take advantage now
Every day I drink you dry
Please don't ask me why
Autor(es): Ben Collins
