Paroles de Bellew
Contemplation over thisEverything disastrous
Is true
The climbing of sources
Empty out the mood
When I found blue
Consequences reached a twist
Everything disastrous
Is pure
The evening of everything untrue
When I found blue
A floating ghost of numbers twist
The sheen come off the specter's wrist
Now cut to watch the tripping through it
Warming wounds to feed the new age
Beating public rage and treason
Subjugate this stinging feeling
Once again to feel it through
The blue
Consternation feels the depth When I found blue
Consequences reached a twist
Everything disastrous
Is pure
The evening of everything untrue
When I found blue
A floating ghost of numbers twist
The sheen come off the specter's wrist
Now cut to watch the tripping through it
Warming wounds to feed the new age
Beating public rage and treason
Subjugate this stinging feeling
Once again to feel it through
The blue
Consternation feels the depth When I found blue
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