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Staring off without a head

My eyes are little drips in the wind

The bandaid comes with a little skin

And I don't want to think of begining again

The sunrise comes at the other end

Where the water meets some other land

And I might as well be blind

I might as well be blind

You, you used to smile

Back then for a while

And I remember well

Now it hurts like hell

Tearing at the blinds to send

The light away or to come straight in

I might as well be blind

I might as well be blind

I, I used to smile 

Back then for a while

And I remember it well

Now it hurts like hell

Staring off without a head

My eyes are little drips inthe wind

The bandaid comes with a little skin

And I don't want to think of begining again

I might as well be blind

Might as well be blind