Dear Indugu - Blue Droplets

Oakland Art and Soul Music Festival 2009
8/15/09
http://www.DearIndugu.com

Lyrics

Stabbed my wrist with a pen last night
Now there's blue droplets in my skin
If I were smart I would've used a knife
Or nothing

Two long years spent in your bed
Now it's hard to identify
With the face in the mirror
Without yours close by

I forget how to be alone
I forget how to be alone

And I'm hurting myself with change
But I'm killing myself to remain

So many fights, so many painful nights
What an odd way to coexist
I finally have time to myself
I'm just not sure who that is

I came to visit and I begged you to come back
I'm never good at being nonchalant
You said, "Is it me or just the idea
That you truly want?"

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• blue droplets
• art and soul
• oakland
• jesse strickman
• chris nishimoto