I'm sitting right above you
Using power as a weapon
Eating all your rights
And using you as a napkin
Under my control
You are all black and white
Living with no emotion
And always on my sight
He has colours on his face
Lock him up!
He has sound in his voice
Lock him up!
Oh god, this one can feel
While I'm standing here
I won't let you think
And under my eyes
All of you will sink
Yes you will!
The reflection on my mirror
It shines like gold
And this bag full of promises
Will never grow old
He has colours on his face
Lock him up!
He has sound in his voice
Lock him up!
Oh god, this one can feel!
While I'm standing here
I won't let you think
And under my eyes
All of you will sink
Wave Flow - Under My Eyes Lyrics
Wave Flow - Under My Eyes Lyrics
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I'm sitting right above you
Using power as a weapon
Eating all your rights
And using you as a napkin
Under my control
You are all black and white
Living with no emotion
And always on my sight
He has colours on his face
Lock him up!
He has sound in his voice
Lock him up!
Oh god, this one can feel
While I'm standing here
I won't let you think
And under my eyes
All of you will sink
Yes you will!
The reflection on my mirror
It shines like gold
And this bag full of promises
Will never grow old
He has colours on his face
Lock him up!
He has sound in his voice
Lock him up!
Oh god, this one can feel!
While I'm standing here
I won't let you think
And under my eyes
All of you will sink
Using power as a weapon
Eating all your rights
And using you as a napkin
Under my control
You are all black and white
Living with no emotion
And always on my sight
He has colours on his face
Lock him up!
He has sound in his voice
Lock him up!
Oh god, this one can feel
While I'm standing here
I won't let you think
And under my eyes
All of you will sink
Yes you will!
The reflection on my mirror
It shines like gold
And this bag full of promises
Will never grow old
He has colours on his face
Lock him up!
He has sound in his voice
Lock him up!
Oh god, this one can feel!
While I'm standing here
I won't let you think
And under my eyes
All of you will sink
Writer: José Ribeiro
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid