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Blind Eyed Woman
Verse:
She complains that there's nothing to do.
What feels so strange might seem just fine to you.
She clips a thousand magazines.
She can never construct just what I've seen (in her)
PRECHORUS:
So damn busy seeing what life could be,
She never sees the things that I see,
Blind eyed woman brings me to my knees,
Her mask I could ignore,
But without make up I want more.
CHORUS:
Is it wrong, is it right?
Why should I stay up half the night.
I'm feeling down, she's getting high
A pain keeps swelling in her eye.
To act that way, the things she'd say,
This shit don't seem to go away,
She's bringing me down.