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Time, time and again i see you staring down at me
Now, then and again i wonder what it is that you see
With those angry eyes
Well, i bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
You want to believe that i am not the same as you
And now i can't conceive, oh lord, of what it is you're trying to do
With those angry eyes
Well, i bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes
You and i must start to realize
Blindness binds us in a false disguise
Can you see me through those angry eyes?
You try to defend that you are not the one to blame
But i'm finding it hard, my friend, when i 'm in the deadly aim
Of those angry eyes
Well, i bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes
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