There's a verbal disgust in your eyes
A failure for each time you try
A drug fueled haze in the literal maze
Of my mind

Well, I could just be wanting something
I could be wanting something new
And we're all just out of bloom
And it's all because of you
Well, I could just be doing something
I could be doing something new
And we're all just out of bloom
And it's all because of

There's a void occupying my eyes
A vacant bag of lost tries
A clear minded haze in the rhetorical maze
Of my mind