Text písně Bullet Train To Vegas: A Prescription For The Blind

A Prescription For The Blind


Sun spots we choose to see.
The common scar this is retinal.
A tired path bi-directional.
Another fix from the pharmacy.
Black out my eyes. white out the sky.

A new light. the old face. the pleasures mine.
Wanted answers seize the day.
Thievery absolves the airwave.







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