Retina Television - Marika Hackman

Pupils as deep as wells

Letting the world pour in

Save it for when you’re bored

Retina television

Pupils as black as crows

Soaking up all the light

Burning when it gets dark

Torches when it is dark

At four in the morning

At four in the morning

Oh, a warning

To the spider that’s hanging down

Pick them off one by one

But you did not want to hurt

You did not mean to hurt

By the look on your face

The look on your face

The look on your face

The look on your face

And I’ve fallen from grace

I’ve fallen from grace

Well hold me in your arms

And tell me I’m okay

Okay

Pupils as deep as wells

Letting the world pour in

Save it for when you’re bored

Retina television