Eyes Wide
Molly Ann Brook
We all get stuck in our ways sometimes
I often feel trapped in my mind, confined
The biggest cell is the one I hold in my hand, right side
Presenting demons, I can only spy with my evil eye
Try, roll the dice, escapism
But when they reside in your head, there’s no escaping ‘em
Wake up in the morning, I’m already facing ‘em
I try sketch you a scene but when I’m explaining ‘em, there’s no trace of ‘em
I try to find a way out
Of this painful noise I let it all play out
Stay put, sleep around, take drugs, do everything under the sun if it makes you feel good
But I prefer solidarity, silent relief
Stay indoors creating auditory relief
Piece after piece creating the masterpiece that will provide “Gen Z” with complete relief
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