A keresés eredménye

Eyeballs

Where are you looking? You're just deceiving, averting your eyes
Where are you looking? There's no such thing as truth in your line of sight
 
That habit of yours, trying to see invisible substance
Let's solve that with scissors, shall we
 
Give me your eyes, I'll touch you
So show me your face more...
 
The reason you keep trying to see the formless
is because you have eyes, so I'll take care of it
 
Where should I contain it? A jar of formaldehyde, maybe?
Or until your habit is fixed, the fridge?
 
That habit of yours, trying to see invisible substance
Let's solve that with scissors, shall we
I wonder if it'll rust?
 
Give me your eyes, I'll caress your skin
So that it won't hurt
 
That bad habit of trying to see the invisible
I have it too, so let's solve it
 
Give me your eyes, mine are right here
so let's mix them together, and see the same view
So that we won't be lonely
 
The reason you keep trying to see the formless
is because you have eyes, so I'll take care of it
 
With both my eyes gone