Drazen Boskic

Ex Umbris

Ex umbris through the indigo canvas

He’s coming back

Tied up with lapis lazuli around his neck

For a good luck his friends said

Feel the cold feel the cold feel the cold little boy

And in veritatem no one could feel it better than he did

Against the fear and biting nails against this and that

He did thank to them

He’s coming back

Got to see where they buried my voice maybe

Between my naughtiness and their saltiness well

Now you just feel the cold feel the cold feel the cold

If there’s you and some other cheaper boytoy who do you

Think they’d vote for

And through the teary day he circles the icing clouds with okay’s

With Betty Boo and bitter lemon at the Break Away

Again and again and again

Just the same at the Break Away

Feel the cold feel the cold feel the cold little boy

The same thing you did to Roy it’s clear you always take

That funny false choice before they even learn to pronounce your name

Well feel the cold feel the cold feel the cold

He’s coming back with the cross around his neck

And feel the cold feel the cold feel the cold little boy

 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 22.06.2006.

 
 

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