[Verse]
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it to her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's more a flavor tastes like wine
Sticking something cold inside
As icicles form on my spine
[Chorus]
Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colours to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colours to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
[Verse]
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it to her
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it to her
Kiss her lips, they're wet with spit
It's more a flavor tastes like wine
Sticking something cold inside
As icicles form on my spine
[Chorus]
Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colours to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
Your very presence turns me blue
It takes a hundred thousand colours to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn't capture you
[Verse]
See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I'd love to say it to her
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