song by Flora Tropics
Visual Diet lyrics

(x2)
All I feel
The stars are in your eyes
And they make you blind
Calling out to heaven
Calling out to hell with you

The man he, thought it
Search it, you're getting every time
He plays it on the radio
Makes the same pull
Makes the same pull with his mind
The man he forms it, searching
But he gets me any time
He plays it on the radio
With simple, it makes it simple in his mind

(x2)
All I feel
The stars are in your eyes
And they make you blind
Calling out to heaven
Calling out to hell with you

The man he forms it, searching
But he gets me any time
He plays it on the radio
With simple, it makes it simple in his mind

(x2)
All I feel
The stars are in your eyes
And they make you blind
Calling out to heaven
Calling out to hell with you