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Woorden: All With An I. Long Story Short. Eye Level.


Now we close our eyes,
To stop looking,
To find out what's inside.
Seeing things for not what they are
And what they aren't supposed to be.
And I realize that things will never be the same.
These stupid voices are all wrong.
I don't know what things are and why eye level?

Dishonesty, envy, and greed is all that they see.
I don't know why everybody turns their backs to me.
Relationships they rearrange and change who we are.
Always be yourself and just move on.

Sometimes you will see that life is more to me.
And people, they tell you what your supposed to be.
I try to listen but i can't chose who i am.
Remember who you are and what you wanted to do.

Now we close our eyes,
To stop looking,
To find out what's inside.
Seeing things for not what they are
And what they aren't supposed to be.
And I realize that things will never be the same.
These stupid voices are all wrong.
I don't know what things are and why eye level?