11th Hour (Pt. I): Vision

This is bizarre
Try not to blink
Who do you think you are?
You don't know what to think do you?
Somehow I'm not surprised you're using their eyes
They tell you what to see
They tell you your beliefs for you
So I don't have anything nice to say
I don't have anything nice to say
I don't have anything nice to say
But I'll say it anyway



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Blakley, Patrick Blakley
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