作词 : Nyström, Renkse why have you put so many things into my eyesthat I can't see clearwho's paid you for telling me what I'm worthand run in fearit has been for me a strain to see alreadywhat have you donethe rising noisethe sharpened smellsthe deadened sightwhat 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 me,another has been be found?now I know it's teargas in my eyes
作词 : Nyström, Renkse why have you put so many things into my eyesthat I can't see clearwho's paid you for telling me what I'm worthand run in fearit has been for me a strain to see alreadywhat have you donethe rising noisethe sharpened smellsthe deadened sightwhat 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 me,another has been be found?now I know it's teargas in my eyes
