Clawing at the Back of Your Eyes Songtext
von Joyful Forfeit

Windshields kissing again
In the back of the sorting bin
Chipping away and not fond of where you are
This is just the face of it
It′s just another weight to bear
A black moon, but nothing's new

These nights
The vision is needle-like
You press with your fingertips
To hold out a little while

It′s clawing at the back of your eyes
And I'd assume
If you can't fall asleep
They′ll get removed


Sleeping in and shielding the windows
Well there′s no use in getting up
When the sun slips through your door
This is just the face of it
There's just no other way to bear
At half noon, a covered view

These nights
The vision is needle-like
You press with your fingertips
To hold out a little while

It′s clawing at the back of your eyes
And I'd assume
If you can′t fall asleep
They'll get removed

These nights
The vision is needle-like
You press with your fingertips
To hold out a little while

It′s clawing at the back of your eyes
And I'd assume
That there's nothing that I could offer you

It′s clawing at the back of your eyes
And I′d assume
If you can't fall asleep they′ll get removed


It's clawing at the back of your eyes
And I′d assume
That there's nothing that I could offer
There′s nothing that I won't offer you