Baby Blue Testo
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Testo Baby Blue
I woke in a sweat from a desirous fever
In the pocket of yesteryear where faults have fallen to some
I begged not to carry the corpse
To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts
To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism
I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes
To feel the gravel beneath my knees
To wake in a home
God had sent my calamity into a deep space
From which not even in dreams
Could I ever imagine my escape
In the pocket of yesteryear where faults have fallen to some
I begged not to carry the corpse
To not be a queer fish in unforgiving hearts
To not be buried in native clay and preserved for cynicism
I wish to be a pauper in kind eyes
To feel the gravel beneath my knees
To wake in a home
God had sent my calamity into a deep space
From which not even in dreams
Could I ever imagine my escape
GEORGE LESAGE IV CLARKE, KERRY DYLAN MCCOY
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Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
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