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I can see things changing slowly
I can see things, they're not there
Breathing and slurred before my eyes
Sitting alone still awake

Pleased to meet you, hello hello
My name is john, mister doe
My octagon eye is blazing red Can we shake hands or shall I say I knew you

Well, I'm sure I know what I really don't
And I see real well with all of these eyes
When satin feels like broken glass
I know it's time to smile

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