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Raise your eyes to the neon clouds aboveGot put on hold for her foreverlong loveYou know I hate my name, but it sounds so good when you scream itCome on, blue sky, come on, come onCome on, blue sky, come onTwo legs on a compass that perforates the skinA groove on a ring that burns as it digs inThe spin of the Earth slowly flushed you out like a turdMove on, move on, move onGotta move on, move onYou traced your veins in a road map of scarsAnd dragged me on your route behind your black-and-blue carNow I've cut my leash, you drive straight into the sunAnd now I watch you burnTwo numbers painted on the face of a cliffDrains out the old blood and mainlines in a new breathGot nothing to do, and no one's open this lateCome on, blue sky, come on, come onCome on, blue sky, come on From Letras Mania