Testo Everything Is You Derby Drive
I take it this is how you want it to be.
Iâm blue. Everything is you.
Honestly did you totally, fatally fake it.
Now Iâm torn, wrecked, and hopelessly jaded, jaded.
And words, they never go my way.
So hereâs to you.
Thatâs how the story goes.
It shouldnât be like this.
I didnât mean to choke.
But thatâs just me, thatâs just me.
Now youâre everything, youâre everything I see.
Why must we always fill a cup just to speak
Iâm blue. I swear to god itâs you.
My cheekâs are numb from an apathetic quite synthetic kiss
No I took my shot and missed, I missed
Thatâs how the story goes.
Why must it be like this.
I can be anything, I can be me