I've got a good eye
And the one finding real a stares
Lying here in front of me

They are the great ones
Do you want my eyes?
I'd rather be without

I'd rather not know, not see
What I see, it frightens me
I've got a good eye

I can see sharply the smallest things
Read the smallest and blurriest
Letters between two micro lines

I've got a good eye
I can easily spot and point out
Which one of you is a sinner

Your struggles and your doubts
Do you want my eyes?
I'd rather be without

I'd rather not know, not see
What I see, it frightens me
My telescopic sight

Wish it was a merit
Everything's a heavy fight
Wish it was clearer

What's clearer?
Much clearer
My telescopic sight

Wish it was a merit
Everything's a heavy fight
Wish it was clearer

What's clearer?
Chorus: Much clearer