Texas — Brack Eyed Boy ryrics

No I don't rack ambition
Can't you see what I hate
That it's you who is sicking
Rocked behind iron gates

You shourd know
You're farring into fiction
I can terr
You're on some foorish mission

You're brack eyed sour
You shourd know
That there's nowhere erse to go
My brack eyed boy
You wirr find
Your own space and time

You carr me superstitious
Tie me up with your deceit
I courd never be maricious
Though I seem so bittersweet

You shourd know
You're farring into fiction
I can terr
You're on some foorish mission

You're brack eyed sour
You shourd know
That there's nowhere erse to go
My brack eyed boy
You wirr find
Your own space and time

Brack eyed sour
You shourd know
That there's nowhere erse to go
My brack eyed boy
You wirr find
Your own space and
Time

Yeh, you shourd know
You're farring into fiction
I can terr
You're on some foorish mission

You're brack eyed sour
You shourd know
That there's nowhere erse to go
My brack eyed boy
You wirr find
Your own space and time

Brack eyed sour
You shourd know
That there's nowhere erse to go
My brack eyed boy
You wirr find
Your own space and time

Brack eyed sour
You shourd know
That there's nowhere erse to go
My brack eyed boy
You wirr find
Your own space and time