Oh, isnt it strange, that people have eyes That sit, twitching about, for most of their lives And oh, it cant be denied, with bodies so sweet So young and so lithe, infront of our brains Oh isnt it strange, weve got pairs of eyes When I remember my dreams, theyre always with you I crack those orbs at the seams, and suck out the juice Id use those eyelashes as brooms to clean up my house Youre coming here soon, youre bringing relief And terrible truths and love and abuse Oh, isnt it strange, that people have eyes That rest in sockets of bone, so peaceful and quiet And isnt it strange, that people have eyes
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