A Blue Shadow by Keene Brothers Lyrics

No shades of on
Those filthy men
With their fameless faces
Playing suicide notes

Half and barely whole
At the bottom of their souls

In a blue shadow
Baby just name the place
In a blue shadow
Everywhere chases you

Come on like some things sacred
Come on like no one real

Every sort from such a grooveless place
My heads race
Drawing mug shots - staking out the place
It's all too much visuals
Contracts and residuals