Blue
I saw you in a dream
Blue and white, the colors of your energy
Something in you pulled that same something out of me
Like a magnet for my fragments
And my debris
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Tell me why you only want the worst I've got to give
Only ever want my dull parts
But you know that I stay lit
Why you only want the worst I've got to give
When you know that I can show you
The purest kind of bliss
You saw me through the whirlwind
And I, and I, and I
I cannot be certain
But I think I may have seen you in the mirror
Looks like you're getting nearer
Sinking into me
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Tell me why you only want the worst I've got to give
Only ever want my dull parts
But you know that I stay lit
Why you only want the worst I've got to give
When you know that I can show you
The purest kind of bliss
Ooh, stop trying to make it hurt
Whoa
Tell me why you only want the worst I've got to give
Only ever want my dull parts
But you know that I stay lit
Why you only want the worst I've got to give
When you know that I can show you
The purest kind of bliss
Blue and white, the colors of your energy
Something in you pulled that same something out of me
Like a magnet for my fragments
And my debris
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Tell me why you only want the worst I've got to give
Only ever want my dull parts
But you know that I stay lit
Why you only want the worst I've got to give
When you know that I can show you
The purest kind of bliss
You saw me through the whirlwind
And I, and I, and I
I cannot be certain
But I think I may have seen you in the mirror
Looks like you're getting nearer
Sinking into me
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Stop tryna make it
Stop trying to make it hurt
Tell me why you only want the worst I've got to give
Only ever want my dull parts
But you know that I stay lit
Why you only want the worst I've got to give
When you know that I can show you
The purest kind of bliss
Ooh, stop trying to make it hurt
Whoa
Tell me why you only want the worst I've got to give
Only ever want my dull parts
But you know that I stay lit
Why you only want the worst I've got to give
When you know that I can show you
The purest kind of bliss
Credits
Writer(s): Douglas Astrop
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