Testo Vanilla Blue

Icicles on my spine
My boots feel empty
I see the world around me
Through the corners of my eyes

White girls lied to me
No great surprise at all
When I think of what you mean to me I shake and then I fall

Lost control again today

You're not one of them
You're pure
You're something special
Yeah that's for sure

You are my electric
Got a black jag for you
And that's why I call you
My sweet vanilla blue

Lost control again today