Eyeball
Arms
Oh, isn't it strange,
That people have eyes
That sit, twitching about,
For most of their lives
And oh, it can't be denied,
With bodies so sweet
So young and so lithe,
Infront of our brains
Oh isn't it strange,
We've got pairs of eyes
That people have eyes
That sit, twitching about,
For most of their lives
And oh, it can't be denied,
With bodies so sweet
So young and so lithe,
Infront of our brains
Oh isn't it strange,
We've got pairs of eyes
When I remember my dreams,
They're always with you
I crack those orbs at the seams,
And suck out the juice
I'd use those eyelashes as
Brooms to clean up my house
You're coming here soon,
You're bringing relief
And terrible truths and
Love and abuse
Oh, isn't it strange,
That people have eyes
That rest in sockets of bone,
So peaceful and quiet
And isn't it strange,
That people have eyes
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