Backs of our eyelids
Matt jaffe & the distractionsThat show us pictures
The backs of our eyelids are inside of us, they show us the cinema
I don't go to the cinema, not to the cinema anymore
Everything I need is inside my head
I just have to close my eyes
Everything I see might be made up
Wouldn't that be a nice surprise?
My brain tricks me, I trick it back
Nothing ever gets done
The outside world is shining back
I close my eyes and it is gone
If I was you, I'd close my eyes
And since I'm me, I'll close my eyes
If I was alert, I'd close my eyes
And since I'm not, I'll close my eyes
The backs of our eyelids have monitors
That show us numbers
The backs of our eyelids are reality if reality is the cinema
I don't go to the cinema anymore
I'd like to live in two dimensions
Three is simply too much
I can let go my apprehensions
But only when I close my eyes
I'll stare at the backs of my eyelids
Let's get acquainted tonight
I can see everything the best
When everything is out of sight
If I was you, I'd close my eyes
And since I'm me, I'll close my eyes
If I was alert, I'd close my eyes
And since I'm not, I'll close my eyes
I'll close my eyes
I'll close my eyes
I'll close my eyes