Video de The Colored FBI Guy

I don't know just how it started
We got covered up of the sky
His body and his mind have parted
You can see it happen in his eyes
I don't know just what they're for
Cones and rods and bars and arrows
Dots and dashing eyes that roll
Right into sight and out
Out of control

I don't know just what they're there for
Flashing lights in passing mirrors
Dashing eyes with dots that roll
Right in my mouth and out
Out of control

I don't know just how it happened
There was glass in from of the sky
My body and my face got shattered
I hope I'm together when I die