In your eyes is the picture perfect?
In your eyes does the grass look greener?
Have you seen it though my eyes?
The world has caught on fire from what I've been told.
These city lights are killing ever slowly,
The sanity with in me.
Maybe I lost in my creation.
This isn't how I thought I'd turn out.
In your eyes I'm picture perfect.
In your eyes the grass is greener.
Have you seen it though my eyes?
Cause through my eyes.
Stars are burning brighter.
So bright we can't ignore.
We're hypnotized by televised train wrecks tragedy's a paycheck.
Maybe I, a product of my placement.
We're given no time to make up our minds.
In your eyes I'm picture perfect.
In your eyes the grass is greener.
Have you seen it though my eyes?
Cause through my eyes.
In your eyes I'm so picture perfect.
In your eyes the grass is greener.
Have you seen it though my eyes?
Through my eyes.
Through my eyes.
Through my eyes.
Pay attention please.
He who lusts through life for excess in this world.
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul.
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance.
You're full of pride.
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life.
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast.
Fool the world with all of your lies.
The parasite's host never even knows.
Pull the wool over our eyes.
Walk the line and pay the price.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
Wear the wounds of your demise.
Fail to mention your intentions, fail to mention why.
The actions of your life contradict your words...
The path in which you walk is a vice of no remorse.
Washing conscience from the skin, claiming innocence.
Ignore the signs.
From cradle to grave, you chose to trade.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
Wear the wounds of your demise.
Pay attention please.
He who lusts through life for excess in this world.
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul.
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance.
You're full of pride.
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life.
Smile and give a toast, brag and boast.
Fool the world with all of your lies.
The parasite's host never even knows.
Pull the wool over our eyes.
From cradle to grave, you chose to trade.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
Wear the wounds of your demise.
R.I.P. Brant Hinds (ex-Mastodon). Kai Joe Duplantier pasakė šią naujieną per Gojiros koncą, negalėjau patikėt. Žmogus tik išėjo iš grupės, galimai norėdamas pasidžiaugt gyvenimu, ir buvo su motociklu nudaužtas sankryžoj. Life is a bitch.
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