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Sometimes I feel my life is going on in circles
Beneath my eyes are bluish black
There's nothing new
No one I wanna talk to
Nothing I wanna think about
I got soul doubt
I stick my head out of the window
When it's closed, instead of air
I get glass stuck in to my head
The city's sounding
I can't seem to stop the pounding
Can't keep my thoughts from flying round
Can't keep my thoughts from flying round
Not sure what I am thinking about
I got soul doubt
A shameless display wearing a smile full of pain
A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature
She's waiting for someone to save her
As I pass her by I see Cinderella
She doesn't fit into the slipper
Like she fits in a bottle of liquor
There's no one to take her away (the bottle of liquor)
Her eyes meet mine
She sees right through me
The question is asked, whatcha' gonna do for me?
I don't need nothin
Just a connection
I gotta know what she's all about
Cause I know she's been there
Soul doubt
I stick my head out of the window once again
This time I see a thousand faces all too clear
They wear the same expression I've seen in my face so many times
I know exactly how they feel
I know exactly how they feel
I know just what they think about
They've got soul doubt
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