A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image
Perfection is the harshest term
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse
Don't look at me,
Don't look at me, it hurts

The neurons have fired, the neurons have fired
A torrential surge through the optic nerve
I can't find the words
The warmth of a body in an empty bed
When only the scent is left,
Only the scent is left

A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image
Perfection is the harshest term
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse
Don't look at me,
Don't look at me, it hurts

The neurons have fired, The neurons have fired
A torrential surge through the optic nerve
I can't find the words
The warmth of a body in an empty bed
When only the scent is left,
Only the scent is left

It's too late for rational sense,
The neurons have fired, the neurons have fired

A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image
Perfection is the harshest term
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse
Don't look at me,
Don't look at me, it hurts


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