All About Eve - Blindfolded Visionary Lyrics
Cut my hair with a kitchen knife, heWas a blindfolded visionary. everythingAnd nothing was going on in his preciousHead, overfed on ;Chemicals and conversationA speeding train without a stationCrashed at my event-horizonFeeling for the switch to turn his eyes on.And in the news, they have to say he is aBlinfolded visionary. I scrape the cloudsOf rouge from his face and hes white asNoise.