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brain itches Theme by Adam Holwerda.
Jun
27

Bright Eyes

Bright Eyes

Verse

Maybe Holden was right, I could be a product of my own demise

To answer his question? No I don’t believe in anything but spite

I’m a cynical mess, torn between a lush and the rest

So tell me, at what point does my sarcasm stop being my defense

And start becoming me, my enemy

I’m building this backwards because the beginning sounds like the end

That split second where you know this tear in time will never mend

But as I bend to break I’m gonna ask if you can lend me one day

One that I can spend throwing this all away

Chorus

And in the back of my mind I see bright eyes

(It’s no different than a tattoo that brings you hope every night)

Just somewhere that I go to escape all the lies

(When the darkest situations present themselves, you pray for some form of light)

It’s just my way of getting by

I need to believe in bright eyes

Verse 2

If you aren’t just a little bit depressed, then you aren’t paying much attention

Why must I subside, why do I have to hide what feels so right inside

Neglect, a lack of common sense makes us all yield for some chance at innocence

So tell me, at what point does my sarcasm stop being my defense

And start becoming me, my enemy

I’m building this backwards because the beginning sounds like the end

That split second where you know this tear in time will never mend

But as I bend to break I’m gonna ask if you can lend me one day

One that I can spend throwing this all away

Bridge

There’s a war coming, it’s bigger than the heart of a loving mother

Mightier than a biblical plague, we’ve never seen anything like this to date

We preach ignorance and denial, we live in a world that is so hallow

We’ve been treading water, wait till the storm comes, don’t even bother

Chorus

And in the back of my mind I see bright eyes

(It’s no different than a tattoo that brings you hope every night)

Just somewhere that I go to escape all the lies

(When the darkest situations present themselves, you pray for some form of light)

It’s just my way of getting by

I need to believe in bright eyes