my eyes are the sand laying bare to the wake
i have x-ray vision
i see who's real and who's fake
i comprehend what's to deep to see
i can tell whos locked up and whos free
just by the impressions they have on me
i see everything
i see the sun through the storm
i see who's got it together and who's been torn.
i even see the future, but i aint no god
people think im weird, i think their odd
whats the diffrence why does it matter
when i come around everyone scatters
i dont care anymore
this life is addicting
no one still really gets the fact that
i see everything
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