On the way home, in the sunrise, nothing could unmake my mind, But on the way back to the right track all confidence was lost again Not a stranger to self loathing but I'm not impressed by your second hand clothing Sold you with hip, white-lies What good is having eagle eyes?
Turn down your ego I cannot arrive everywhere we go Feeling regret Turn down your ego I don't want to leave everywhere we go Trying to forget again
Over my dead body, over it, over my head You know you got eagle eyes but might as well be blind We don't all got eagle eyes I hope you open up your eagle eyes