One eye open

With one eye open You're tripping up Can't see what's in front of you Slipping on your words Afraid of others making fun of you Afraid of others making fun of you Call someone a brother then you...

How come you know so well, yes How come your stand's so right? I reckon your position full of might. You take one look and wonder: Why your world could go so wrong? While seeing only what you choose...