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Benjamin Francis Leftwich

Super 8 Eyes

 

Super 8 Eyes


For every time you pick up old dances
And spit them with the strength of a gun
I will follow your eyes as they move like to your dancers
Dancing away from the raging sun
The beat's down on the burden of lost chances
That you carry around like the only one
Amounts a taste of rain from the ground
From looking for gold that couldn't be found

And why do you need to lie?
With the look in your super 8 eyes
We lay for a minute in the night
It's all lies, lies, lies
I'm still there in your super eight eyes

For every time we meet up in old spaces
Singing life got heavy but we're over it now
I will follow your eyes as they move as if racing
From million ways you could have me now

And why do you need to lie?
With the look in your super 8 eyes
We lay for a minute in the night
It's all lies, lies, lies
I'm still there in your super eight eyes

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