Monocaine blues

I never wanted you to suffer.
Against my volition this condiction's
surely scourged my brain.

I never wanted you to suffer.
But what which has absorbed the frame
has also stole the sane parts of my mind.
Bandages hide a face of anger and a fist in
clenched rage.

I never wanted you to die.
I don't think they'll ever know just how much
pain it put me through.
To see the pain expand your eyes
and fight my unseen hands. I tried to stop
but there's no sane parts of my mind.
Bandages hide a face of anger and a
red, chemical rage.

I never wanted you to die.
Believe me when i say that i
attested ethereally to gods that surely have danied
a man that science overtook.
My better senses overlooked
no answer left for me to see.
This monocaine's made me...
out of sight, and out of line.
Out of sight, and out of mind.