All About Eve - Blindfolded Visionary текст песни

Cut my hair with a kitchen knife, he

Was a blindfolded visionary. everything

And nothing was going on in his precious

Head, overfed on ;

Chemicals and conversation

A speeding train without a station

Crashed at my event-horizon

Feeling for the switch to turn his eyes on.

And in the news, they have to say he is a

Blinfolded visionary. I scrape the clouds

Of rouge from his face and hes white as

Noise.