Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eyeballs, artist - A. Savage. Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
Eyeballs |
| I don’t measure in vibes |
| But I can’t describe |
| The way that I feel |
| Without using the word «chill» |
| Ten types of tatter, maybe twelve, it doesn’t matter |
| I don’t count what I can’t cope |
| Shot at and missed |
| Shat at and hit |
| Please come to New York before you commit |
| To juicin', to joggin', to callin' poison fog |
| And drinking stolen water and payin' for it |
| I respect you for |
| Being the cautious type |
| But have I shown you my eyeballs lately? |
| Could you see that I’ve been hurtin' inside? |
| Sentimental and dull |
| Here’s one thing I know |
| Bridges in the sunset make a lovely silhouette |
| Dark and sturdy as a cheap cup of coffee |
| That a thoughtless stranger eloped |
| With meandering gloom |
| A call number two |
| And I’m so happy to serve, so glad to please sometimes |
| It hurts takin' lead so tell me what you need |
| To call a strange place home |
| 'Cause I’m not ready for |
| You and I to say goodbye |
| Do I owe you a damn thing? |
| Maybe |
| Or could it be that I’ve been wasting your time? |
| If I show you my eyeballs |
| Maybe you could see that I’ve been hurtin' inside |