Willie Breeding - Behind Her Eyes lyrics

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Willie Breeding - Behind Her Eyes lyrics

Behind Her Eyes Introduction: There's something about now That's got me laying low Waiting on the high rise, fam My heartbeat drops And I feel it in the night It's the feeling of the lost being found I've been drinking brown liquor Mind spinning since the sun went down I can feel it in the air of the city Singing to me gently The pressures of the day Her love couldn't see it my way, okay Verse 1: Her sadness feels like rubber skin Make up, lipstick, summer trends Like plastic shells of mannequins She's pale and thin as porcelain With black, stone eyes of lifeless dolls Her hair is frayed like balls of yarn Her frail and useless, mindless arms Motion as if not in charge Stringed like puppets Owned by Gods, unsure if men Should own their minds Recalls this life, as it was, sometimes No pills to trade the lows for highs Inside a tangled soul unwinds With nothing real behind her eyes There's nothing real behind her eyes There's nothing real behind her eyes Collision: There's nothing real behind her eyes (back harmony) (x4) Nothing (back harmony) (x8) Verse 1 continued: There's nothing real behind her eyes When her mother visits she cannot cry But deep within she wants to die Deep within she wants to die Deep within she wants to die So deep within she wants to die Deep within she wants to die Verse 1 coda: Imagine the emptiness, the loss Some things we can't come back from But what if we could? Verse 2: To say goodbye year after year Almost nothing reverse her tears But imagine brief, a winding gear Pulling back, where nothing's real Rewinding life like movie film A ghost beneath is lifting limbs Free from strings, untied by will Out her mouth fly fluorescent pills Land in palms, return to rims Of plastic bottles, prescriptions filled Xanax, valium, vicodin Her blackened eyes, find life again Hair grows bright in flowing wind The plastic shell of a mannequin Now tender flesh, still transient Damaged veins from h**n Go purple, pink, and heal her skin An apartment filled with clueless kids Watch backward words from moving lips Reverse the sounds that once convinced Their minds and hearts That mother's scars were wounds Once healed by magic wands Afar they call like saddened songs She ignores them all Backpedals halls A room of steepened, darkened stairs That appear to lead her to nowhere Emerge atop a building roof And out into the summer air I'm drunk and hurt And consumed with self The words I say are deeply felt Before they escape my angry breath I reverse a step, she comes to me An index finger in my chest Pulls it back and Kisses me Turns around and faces out Where the sun once down now rises up Did she tell me time was up Before I knew my time was up I'm still on top that building drunk Staring out at the setting sun We're still on top that building drunk Staring out at the setting sun End song

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