Texty: Smog. Came blue.

There's a hunger in my hands
I try to rub in into your body
But I don't believe in this
I don't believe in you
I don't believe in me

I came blue, came blue
Came blue, came blue

Your eyes are drunk
Why don't you close them

I came blue, came blue
Came blue, came blue

Your eyes are drunk
Why don't you close them

I came blue
Like I pictured you to do?
I came blue, to do?

Twenty seven years
I came blue
And there is still a hunger

I came blue, I came blue
I came blue, I came blue
Came blue, came