I need a pair of eyes because of all these lies its giving me some sighs I hope the world will rise I gotta get sharp someone play the harp I hope I won't gain any scars gimme some eyes so I can see through these lies its giving me a bunch of sighs I hope the world will rise and get outta the disguise like I really need some vision sometimes I need supervision I hate multiplication and division I think I've been driven its like I've been driven away thinking in my mind "am I turning crazy!" I hope it won't happen everyday no way I can't see very clearly I can see stuff very nearly these lies aching like a grizzly I hope I'm not blind of course not I can see straight and mt vision is great but I'm talking about the lies of what reallys inside i wish I could hide from the virus this stuff is gottem me this way why why why why why why whats up with all the lies