P.S. Eliot - Cross Eyed lyrics

[P.S. Eliot - Cross Eyed lyrics]

Your eyes go crossed eyes like mine
You'll regret that when you're older
Carefully sutured pride
And a chip on your shoulder
And i think maybe i'm better
I think may be i'm better off
My wit goes limp again
Maybe there's something about you
We circle a sanctum
And avoid the lucent break through
Take planes and trains and 95 straight up
Subdued sentiment
Planes and trains and 95 straight up
This just feels fitting
I cross out these memories of sanctity
I cross out this memories, it's a funny thing
I choose this immunity that consumes me
I cross out this memories, it's a funny thing
Your eyes open wide in an open handed effort
Our strong minds can collide
Without this vigilance we exert


And i think maybe i'm content
I think maybe i'm complacent
I cross out these memories of sanctity
I cross out this memories, it's a funny thing
I choose this immunity that consumes me
I cross out this memories, it's a funny thing

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