blues
When the blues comes out
They don't recall the worst
They don't specify what's going on
They take your beauty away
And now even if you try not to think
They take away your brave
When the blues come out
They don't see what's in
They don't see the calm
Instead they take away your realm
When the blues come up
They take the best of you
Make the crap of you
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