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• Artiste: Code Anchor
• Titre: Clouded Vision
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Knocked out by cloudy days (Golden sunshine turns to gray) Each day I clean my face (Rub my eyes and say) If clouds don't part I fear a rain could wash my brain away Knocked out by clouded vision (Oh, for nearly eighty days) And this is my infliction (Dark clouds on the retinae) Day 81 will find its way Oh well, so what? You're mind might fade You'll love the way you look with your perception fresh decayed It's only clouded vision This is my infliction Been having for days I don't worry anyway My eyes are coming out of the sockets Fists clenching tightly in my pockets Knocked out by cloudy days (Oh, for nearly 80 days) Each day I clean my face (Dark clouds on the retinae) Knocked out by cloudy days (Golden sunshine turns to gray) I rub my eyes and say A rain could wash my brain away