The sketch seems so dull

So I turn myself to something different

Like counting how many shades of blue I can see in your eyes

It distracts from the fact that I’m not meant to be staring

And everyone is always just going to say I’m fine

So maybe we just shouldn’t bother asking

Maybe it’s time to let go

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So everything’s blue

From my mood to your eyes

So maybe I should just walk away

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Your never how I make you out

Maybe I just got it wrong

This idealised image

An imprint

A memory

Maybe I should turn around

Maybe it’s time to let go

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So everything’s blue

From my mood to your eyes

So maybe I should just walk away