Icicles on my spine

my boots feel empty

I see the world around me

through the corners of my eyes

White girls lied to me

no great surprise at all

when I think of what you mean to me

I shake and then I fall

Lost control again today (repeats)

You're not one of them

you're pure

you're something special

yeah that's for sure

You are my electric

got a black jag for you

that's why I call you

my sweet vanilla blue