Painted Eyelids
Track #15 | Time: 03:05 |
Composer: Beck | Report | Print | Up^ I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids
the world is your oyster
and the trashbags are your kids
the ceiling is invisible
there's a bird sinkin' through the sky
and every hour that passes
is teachin me how to cry
cuz it's lonely here
in the ugly part of town
the buildings are all vacant

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