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 be found?
Now I know it's teargas in my eyes

(Three times the second verse)