...WhereThere'sEyelinerThere'sPanic...

You Stain You're Eyes,
With Darkened Liquid,
Covering The Pain That You're Trying To Hide,
You Know It Doesn't Work,
But That's What The Dyes For,
Bleach You're hair,
Turn The Roots Into Bright Unatural Colours,
Yeah Much Better,
You Look At Yourself,
You Barely Recognize The You You're Seeing,
Better,
Much Better,
So You Think,
Until The Dye Seeps Out Into The Bottom Of The Bath,
Staining The China Surface Red,
And The Make-Up Smudges Down You're Cheeks,
You Look At Yourself,
You Barely Recognize The You Your Seeing,
You're The Way You Were Before You Liked The Blackout...