open wide, give me your eyes,
I would like to see how you see
all that comes ther s no surprise
no one can shape my path but me
looking for a hand from you
I look down and find my arm
I feel blue as I look pale
I run from your car alarm
I would like to try your skin
how's it feel within your shoes
I look down to find your soul
I run off with what's left of you
give to me what's in your thoughts
I would like to have view
there's the filter when you talk
words you use to coat the truth
©friedman27
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