I love you and 'cause I do My skies have changed From gray to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow It's shade, is not a hazy hue But pure and hard My blue sky blue It's like a Roman candle Coming rosebuds My words are empty, hollow, bleating Of a mental crutch They're open, festered, indigestion With a velvet touch A coma with a sweet aroma Is my only dream Malignant with the misconception That a grunt can gleam My lichen covered corpuscles Are filthy as a fist Infection is my finest flower Mildewed in the mist Infection is my finest flower Mildewed in the mist Infection, infection Infection, infection I love you and 'cause I do My skies have changed From gray to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow
I love you and 'cause I do My skies have changed From gray to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow It's shade, is not a hazy hue But pure and hard My blue sky blue It's like a Roman candle Coming rosebuds My words are empty, hollow, bleating Of a mental crutch They're open, festered, indigestion With a velvet touch A coma with a sweet aroma Is my only dream Malignant with the misconception That a grunt can gleam My lichen covered corpuscles Are filthy as a fist Infection is my finest flower Mildewed in the mist Infection is my finest flower Mildewed in the mist Infection, infection Infection, infection I love you and 'cause I do My skies have changed From gray to blue But blue's not just A color of the rainbow
