Jon Flynn - To Do You Blue

I wish my thoughts
Weren't so god damn bitter
And my voice could sing songs that sounded so much sweeter
Instead, I pretend that I'm the bigger
But if that's the case
How come she didn't last till winter

Now I'm just a thrill seeker
And I act like I don't need her
Instead, I'm obsessive
And that's depressing
And its hard to say that I'm not the one being possessive
When I

Keep her locked in my bedroom
And she said that she
Wants to go home soon
But she can't
But she can't

Its not my fault
I won't exaggerate
I spaz out into violent fits when I retaliate
That's why I have to self medicate
How else do you think I can cope
When I decide to take another bitches breath away

I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do
I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do

Take a look at her knuckles
The skin's peeling
Rip the nails off now
Finger tips bleeding
Clean them off
Keep them locked in a box
I'll have them wrapped up
With the strands of her luscious locks

This bitch
She put up more of a fight
Then any of the other fucking
Ladies of the night
I even got a couple gashes
From the hunting knife
Reminds me how I dealt with it
For the first time

When I
Killed a fucking bitch
That I learned I don't like
She had her bottom lip pierced
Call that shit a
Snake bite
Run away close to midnight
Carried her and a flashlight
Think she got off fair
When I was dealing out strikes

Time to get back to the present
Issue at hand
Girl you know that you're treasured
More than I am
Take your body to the desert
Play in the sand
I'm only doing this for
Pleasure

I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do
I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do
I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do
I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do
I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do
I'll hold your breath
Till your lips are blue
And your lungs are chapped
Now there's nothing you can do

Written by:
Jonathan Flynn

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