Blindfolded Visionary Lyrics
Cut my hair with a kitchen knife, hewas a blindfolded visionary. Everything and nothing was going on in his precious head, overfed on ; Chemicals and conversation A speeding train without a station Crashed at my event-horizon Feeling for the switch to turn his eyes on.And in the news, they have to say he is ablinfolded visionary. I scrape the clouds of rouge from his face and he's white as noise.
All About Eve Blindfolded Visionary
