My magnificent blue boy, with eyes made from the ocean and a name made from velvet,
It's too late for you isn't it, but I will wait still
You tell me truths I wish were lies, I lay awake at night
My insecurities eating at me.
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My magnificent blue boy, with eyes made from the ocean and a name made from velvet,
It's too late for you isn't it, but I will wait still
You tell me truths I wish were lies, I lay awake at night
My insecurities eating at me.