A blind man can open his eyes and watch time pass him by but never make a move
He sees everything he has in front of him sees nothing he has to lose,
Sees everything he did before sees nothing he has to prove
One day this blind man will play a game and will lose
This is something I can guarantee
Because I once played these games and lost
Yeah this blind man is me.
Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
A blind man can open his eyes and watch time pass him by but never make a move
He sees everything he has in front of him sees nothing he has to lose,
Sees everything he did before sees nothing he has to prove
One day this blind man will play a game and will lose
This is something I can guarantee
Because I once played these games and lost
Yeah this blind man is me.
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