I see the baby's eyes, my scary eyes His eyeballs twist faster than his brain can follow REM while he's awake What his eyes can't catch his soul inhales Unable to release his karma But at least he's still alive
He thinks he's being tucked in But each tap on his head is a nail to his coffin
More than ever, I'm afraid to see Through his eyes of stone Pulling the veil off my morning mirror Slowly the recognition basks inside of me 'Cause it's hard to resist when the cradle cries
Apathy is my only possible defense No emotions to be judged I just can't handle them My head leads the dance of the numbers I can't possibly not deny myself But at least I'm still alive
He knows he's being tucked in But each tap on his head I'm afraid to hurt him
More than ever, I can see Through his watery eyes Wiping the dew off my morning mirror Slowly the recognition basks inside of me 'Cause it's hard to resist when the cradle criesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
