Black Beneath the Eyes Lyrics

We self-medicated when the sides effects went wrong.
We overlooked the symptoms of the past few books, the past few songs.
When the pressure that builds pushes out the forces that once welcomed in, We're left here standing up, broken selves severed from the puppet strings.
Right foot forward, left foot stays, we walk in circles at the crossroads where the focus fades.
Right fist rises, left hand waves, mirror reflections of what one stood against.
I can't tell the difference between counted sheep and slaughtered lamb.
Same drug, same pill.
"If the Christians don't get you the black box will."
Blindfolds come in all shapes and colors.