Pseudo

(альбом: The Color Clear - 2015)

Pseudo smiles and empty eyes
I think I've been hypnotized
Shallow hearts and narrow minds
Can't you see?
You're blind

Your eyes are like kaleidoscopes
I've been sleeping with my hands around my throat
Please show me a way to see through the smoke
I'm falling into patterns I thought I broke
And I wish you would whisper my name through the wind
One more time

I miss hearing the sound
One thought that will never fade
Is how we promised we would never change
I wish I could forget
But these scars are here to stay
And the memories in my head
I know won't ever go away

I've been here
A thousand times before
I stand near
The edge with hope to fall
I've been here
A thousand times before
I stand near
The edge with hope to fall

Your eyes are like kaleidoscopes
Your eyes are like kaleidoscopes