Crooked Eyes by DeanMorton

This song is about feeling lost inside yourself, and searching out any glimmer of hope in wherever you can find it. 

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here's the lyrics!

Crooked eye left open and I can't sleep,
With my sanity I pray to keep.
Step in line though so out of sight,
to the path of the light that I've tried to disguise.
I'll beleive what I want to perceive, oh
why am I so weak?
Open heart with no open dreams,
I am my own god, 
and i speak,
blasphemy
Yeah, these thoughts on my mind have been too unkind,
And I need to unwind, but i know
I'll be just fine
with my head held high.

When I look to the stars for the answers,
they beckon down on me,
all the questions I've yet to uncover,
and skepticize reality.
So heed these words of wisdom from the mouth of a fool.
Bottle up the tears and tossed out like a molitov.
Welcoming my fears to take control,
of what I have become.

These dried up eyes have forgotten what they once knew.
These dreamers eyes are near sighted in their views.
These bloodshot eyes are constantly confused.
These crooked eyes seek the lies as my prize, but am I
just paranoid?

Running circles in my head,
Over and over again.
Overlapped and there's no end,
Maybee I'll just give in?
Ride out this crazy storm,
while I patiently wait for the calm.
Contemplate this quick escape that I have been,
Thinking of.
But I think I will stay, just to piss the world off with each new day,
oh you know that i said I would,
Be just fine,
as I gaze at the sky.

When I look to the stars for the answers,
they beckon down on me,
all the questions i yet to uncover,
and skepticize reality.
So heed these words of wisdom from the mouth of a fool.
Bottle up the tears and tossed out like a molitov.
Welcoming my fears to take control,
of what I have become.

These dried up eyes have forgotten what they once knew.
These dreamers eyes are near sighted in their views.
These bloodshot eyes are constantly confused.
These crooked eyes seek the lies as my prize, but am I 
just paranoid?