Windows
You see right through them
With your
With our
Beating eyes
With eyes of a fly
You see
Everything from
Murder to art
And
Lightning that dances through the sky
While we lay awake with our eyes wide open for all to see
Just focus on that one sound
The sound of a little girl spiking in the night
With fright the boogie man will snatch her tight
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