Blue

Nothing tastes better than the bottom of the boot, he said
When I think too much about it, it really starts to hurt my head
Just tell me what to do
Give me gun and tell me who
When I wake up in the morning, all I see is red

She said it’s just shit and I don’t know what to do
Somebody better fix it, well I’m hoping it might be you
One day we’ll all be dead, so I’ll lay here in my bed
When I wake up in the morning, oh I feel so much gloom

I feel so blue
I feel so blue