1. |
eager eyes
02:29
|
|||
i stand up just to feel the burning loud
vibrations to hot to set foot upon
strings that spark when strummed
blaze sounds to blast awake any week heart
or any week heart awake
blast my heart, blast my heart awake
i steal your eyes away with broken glass
smash it up just to feel alive
fuckin bored with the common man
fight the feelings to take a stand
i just cant seem to wash my hands of it
blast my heart, blast my heart awake
even if your rambles are sullen
to tense to sound out all thats important
your healing touch is all i need
to fix the broken glass
so still her eyes are tired
reaching out i thought that i
just wanted to touch her
no regard of one step leading to the next
dont know north, south, east, from west
as i watch her body twist and turn
right before my eager eyes
blast my heart, blast my heart awake
|
||||
2. |
fountain of youth
03:22
|
|||
it takes so much to read inside the times
diggin just to find any youth that i find
am i cheated with that water not working
on my skin ...like it did... on my mind
so much, on my mind, follow ambition?
pay attention!
so feel this touch as it turns distraction
into riches while my search for the grown
up world world is so fucking ridiculous
use me if you want it
its easy just to throw me down
how would you like it if you were the
one that gets jerked around
i cant embrace the rules and the way of
the common man
information is for me to give so pay attention
cause this life doesnt pass like grains of sand
follow ambition? pay attention, pay attention
i tell you who you are so understand
who are you to touch me with those hands?
what dont you understand?
who are you to touch me?
|
||||
3. |
||||
stop ridin on all that lootin for nothin
stop cryin out that lovin is nothing
there's got to be a light to turn on
all these faces in the darkness
if knees tremble in fear or fight
thats got to mean something
so sentimental
put me in the middle
##$@^%%$ got a hold on me
so lucky to have all i need
to warm, to full, so clean, so free
somebody get to me
i need rescued from this relief
this is to much fantasy
to much fantasy for me (or to breath)
to find out whats wrong with us
as we fall on in god we trust
lookin at the crimes/life /lies we bleed
these angels mean nothing to me
blinded by the good i got
to see the dirt kicked in your eyes
no one helps to stop the hurt on
on your grave that keeps fillin
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like evil eye hOneytree, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp