Why have you put so many things into my eyes

That I can't see clear

Who's paid you for telling me what I'm worth

And run in fear

it has been for me a strain to see already

what have you done

the rising noise

the sharpened smells

the deadened sight



what is it in my eyes

a piece of broken glass

is this the time I should be on my knees for you

is this your way of telling

another has been found

now I know,

it's teargas in my eyes