Blue everyday
Blue everyday
Blue everyday
Bruised from another place
Everyday takes grace
And the air's still warm
From a bullet in the wrong place
You're still moving
(I'm still wounded)
From the speed
Never leave so free (free)
I still stare
From the glare
(From the glare)
Of your last stare (of your last stare)
Bruised from another place
Everything takes grace
And the air's still warm
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