Mr. Blueman

Mr. Blueman
He's making me angry
Severing yourself
A little too hasty

Talking to Blueman
Whispering nothings
Compounding together
Adding to something

Simple words were taken too far
Mental turn to physical scars
Mr. Blueman, could you please mind your own?
Don't shine a light on my darkest form

Talking to Blueman
Already been over
Tired of looking
Over my shoulder

No running from him
Without Heineken
Drown in a spirit
Or fake it again

Positives are getting sparse
Just let me choose to be apart
Mr. Blueman, could you please mind your own?
Don't shine a light on my darkest form



Credits
Writer(s): Ezra Nathaniel Jones
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