Tori Letzler
Afghanistan
My sweet pareidolia
I see them staring back at me
They know my name
The faces in the sky are looking for something more
My friends have paper smiles and laugh at me in all my trials
Their eyes are everywhere and see everything what do

They need me
And I need them
See me
And I see them
Within
The lines they`ve been
BURNED IN MY MIND

It all ends so violently I know
My sweet pareidolia
It all ends so painfully and slow
My pareidolia

My friends have hollow eyes
they`re made of shapes and curvy lines
Their eyes are everywhere and see everything what do

They need me
And I need them
See me
And I see them
The lines they`ve been
BURNED IN MY MIND

It all ends so violently I know
My sweet pareidolia
It all ends so painfully and slow
My pareidolia