Tina

Clouds furl across the sky, death brings no easy due, even when you lie, he don't care what's fake, still he comes for you, it's your blood he tastes, something deep inside, not just an ordinary Blue, makes you want to fly, those barriers he creates, just say look you fool, who are you to ordinate, however you get high, love is not immune, tell him not to apply, living is to celebrate, something very cool, not when you calculate, all those troubled nights, he only brings bad news, banished when you drive, you always knew.