I'm hiding my poor eyes, wish my clock was audio.
Keepin' my eyes closed, corner I show.
Time I try to see it, but it feels like a briar
I feel no bliss, ooh, fire!

In this light, mind's taking to roam.
I wanna think straight, but pain says it wants to postpone.
Although I don't a-choo, my eyes feel like a dryer.
I feel no bliss, ooh, fire!

Allergies hold me so my eyes do smart.
They grip so tight so pills can't tear them apart.
Into things bumpin', and losin' my cool
Hell, my eyes they do burn, I act like a fool.

I moan and complain you bet, couldn't get much finah,
Baby, I can fret, until the pain goes good-bye
My words say git, 'cause pain makes me cry.
There is no bliss, ooh, fire!

These eyeballs are dire, you're leaving sweat on my brow, fire,
Away from me fire, "touching me burning me with fire."