Blue hot, but cold to the touch
I'll stop you living too much
Every time I take a photograph
I stenograph my blueprint
Blue hot and turning to ash
You've got more credit than cash
Every time I take a photograph
I stenograph my blueprint
But if for some reason
The photo won't print then the
Blue heat will burn me
Like sweet peppermint
Blue hot all over the place
My gods are frozen in space
Every time I take a photograph
I'll stenograph your blueprint
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