Bluebilly

My head, my head is twisted
My arms are tired
My bed is barren now
She passed me by
She passed me by

I'm a bag of bones
I bleed just like you
She found me dead
On the avenue
She passed me by
She passed me by

Blue Billy takes his time
I kill for what is mine
I lie, I cheat, I steal
Blue Billy takes his time

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I'm up late trying to ward off my demons
Dressed down head-to-toe
In black pitch and feathers
I wrote you a letter
I was neck deep in rubble
You say it's nice in Hartsville
I'm in Chicago



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Camden, Lachlan Tankersley, Matthew Tankersley
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