Glass Eyes
Radiohead
Continues after the ad
Hey it's me
I just got off the train
A frightening place
The faces are concrete grey
And I'm wondering, should I turn around?
Buy another ticket
Panic is coming on strong
So cold, from the inside out
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No great job
No message coming in
And you're so small
Glassy-eyed light of day
Glassy-eyed light of day
The path trails off
And heads down a mountain
Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads
I don't really care
And the path trails off
And heads down a mountain
Through the dry bush, I don't know where it leads
I don't really care
I feel this love to the core
I feel this love to the core
Composition: Thom Yorke, Edward O Brien, Colin Greenwood, Jonny Greenwood, and Philip Selway
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