Close Your Eyes
You need one more to concentrate
Two to stimulate
Three to simulate feeling
For a change
It cures your pain, for a moment
A moment that slips away
Before you medicate
Your being, for being awake

It keeps you numb, it keeps you sane
Divides you from the real pain
Of each day, as you find a way
To stop the stench of death, burdening your consciousness

I feel I’m changing, changing again
Drawing away from myself
But I
Am painfully conscious of my fleeting time here

It keeps you numb, it keeps you sane
Divides you from the real pain
Of each day, as you find a way
To stop the stench of death, burdening your consciousness
They keep you numb, they keep you tamed
As they’re killing off the days
That remain, but still they find a way
To stop the guilt of it burdening their righteousness

You can’t concentrate
You feel too much pain
You can’t be lucid for a moment

They sedate their children
Prescribing temporary remedies
To an imminent and endless endgame
For which they neglect all blame
And that you will have to face