Teargas

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. 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. 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.