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)