Bobak, Jons, Malone - The Lens lyrics

I view the lens, with terror And in my spellbound fear Brightly dim in, steadily shimm'rin' Ice eyes see. And fishermen are casting A net to hold my mind Strange people deep in Dreamless sleeping Guide their hands. An infinite hand Can finger-span eternity Mine trembles in a glove a size too small. I view the lens, with terror And in my spellbound fear Brightly dim in Steadily shimm'rin' People deep Dreamless sleeping Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma.