Eidola - Eleven Lyrics
Do you rejoice in the peace of mind that you takeWhen you take it alland these words spill from me too easily,like the patience I feel as it leaves meeyes open wide and all I can see,is the growing distance that you should be from meself-centered eyes don't call to mineYou parade on thin IceIf I'm not being perfectly clear,or if the words that I spit went in and out your earDo us a favor, quit the games, pack up and leave,my friends and I live without tricks on our sleeves