Blue Pale Queen
๐ต 760 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:06 duration
๐ ID: 8478280
๐ Lyrics
Sensitive to the bone and the need of brutality
A superior San Francisco
Has taken her by her bird hands
Cut his teeth on wired violets
At least until things cool down
But wherever desires grow
Things just get harder
Blue pale queen missed the mark again
The hands paint shadows on her dress
One last time
Fell asleep to the drum as her children start to cry
No bottles washed up on the shore
Rolling the dice left her blind
__ into the wall
Should she ever need a friend, it just might work out
She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
The hands paint shadows on her dress
One last time
Blue pale queen missed the mark again
The hands paint shadows on her dress
She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
The hands paint shadows on her dress
One last time
A superior San Francisco
Has taken her by her bird hands
Cut his teeth on wired violets
At least until things cool down
But wherever desires grow
Things just get harder
Blue pale queen missed the mark again
The hands paint shadows on her dress
One last time
Fell asleep to the drum as her children start to cry
No bottles washed up on the shore
Rolling the dice left her blind
__ into the wall
Should she ever need a friend, it just might work out
She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
The hands paint shadows on her dress
One last time
Blue pale queen missed the mark again
The hands paint shadows on her dress
She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
The hands paint shadows on her dress
One last time
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.82] Sensitive to the bone and the need of brutality
[00:16.08] A superior San Francisco
[00:20.53] Has taken her by her bird hands
[00:25.03] Cut his teeth on wired violets
[00:29.24] At least until things cool down
[00:33.07] But wherever desires grow
[00:36.38] Things just get harder
[00:43.09] Blue pale queen missed the mark again
[00:51.48] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[00:57.22] One last time
[01:16.93] Fell asleep to the drum as her children start to cry
[01:24.18] No bottles washed up on the shore
[01:29.28] Rolling the dice left her blind
[01:34.00] __ into the wall
[01:41.21] Should she ever need a friend, it just might work out
[01:50.67] She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
[01:59.43] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[02:05.16] One last time
[03:20.13] Blue pale queen missed the mark again
[03:28.65] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[03:36.86] She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
[03:45.78] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[03:51.38] One last time
[03:54.56]
[00:16.08] A superior San Francisco
[00:20.53] Has taken her by her bird hands
[00:25.03] Cut his teeth on wired violets
[00:29.24] At least until things cool down
[00:33.07] But wherever desires grow
[00:36.38] Things just get harder
[00:43.09] Blue pale queen missed the mark again
[00:51.48] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[00:57.22] One last time
[01:16.93] Fell asleep to the drum as her children start to cry
[01:24.18] No bottles washed up on the shore
[01:29.28] Rolling the dice left her blind
[01:34.00] __ into the wall
[01:41.21] Should she ever need a friend, it just might work out
[01:50.67] She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
[01:59.43] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[02:05.16] One last time
[03:20.13] Blue pale queen missed the mark again
[03:28.65] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[03:36.86] She fits his empty like a fistful of sand
[03:45.78] The hands paint shadows on her dress
[03:51.38] One last time
[03:54.56]