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If I'm not losing sleep, I'm probably over it Might take a couple weeks for me to decide Didn't think you'd take this long to make up the lost time Can't help wondering why it still feels like Both hands over my eyes Both hands over my eyes Both hands over my eyes Both hands over my eyes Sometimes twice a week, we make ourselves vulnerable We get a little peek over enemy lines Even as what weighs on me is bubbling over I understand I can't sweat what mystery hides Both hands over my eyes Both hands over my eyes Both hands over my eyes Both hands over my eyes From Letras Mania