blue
I get on with life as a blue,
I'm a cirp kinda person.
I like guns and guns.
I like to contemplate blue.
But when I start to daydream,
My mind turns straight to blue.
Do I love blue more than blue?
Do I love blue more than blue?
I like to use words like 'witch' and 'flipyou.'
I like to use words about blue.
But when I stop my talking,
My mind turns straight to blue.
Boom boom shake da boom-boom-boom!
Do I love blue more than blue?
Do I love blue more than blue?
I like to hang out with bigblue and blueface.
But when left alone,
My mind turns straight to blue.
Boom boom shake da boom-boom-boom!
Do I love blue more than blue?
Do I love blue more than blue?
I hate bloods and bloods.
But I just think back to blue,
And I'm happy once again.
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