Bloodshot Eyes

Your eyes are intense and I like your tone
This life owes you words that you owned
It's hard to seek what you can't describe
It's hard for the void to make you feel alive

We may never be handed a megaphone
To lead the revolt against chances blown
But your bloodshot eyes can now see a way

You're such a sweetheart, you got a ton of soul
You're a masochist and your fist ain't so bold
If there's a story that you'd like to tell
Send those muffling hands all the way to hell

We may never be handed a megaphone
To lead the revolt against chances blown
But your bloodshot eyes can now see a way

This town is cruel, it's all bought and sold
But don't let that fact make your heart grow cold
I know all too well how sick one can get
Just sweating out some of last night's regrets



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Polychuck, Will Régnier
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