He's sitting in the bathroom
He's sitting in the black
Objects get clearer one after another
First come the clearest for his melted mind...
He can't think of a sane explanation
It's just that those years have been so heavy
This lack of attention leeds to destruction
Confusion
I'm getting lost again
Sitting in the heart of my pain
This confusion makes me feel insane
Could I ever trash my brain
A moth is hopping on the bulb that shines
Above the pale green sink
Wandering, hesitating, probably dying
He can't think of a sane explanation
It's just that those years have been so heavy
Lacks of attention leed to destruction
Confusion
Confusion's always near and I can't go through
My thoughts are such a mess and I don't know what to do
What shall I say to make my life get clear
What shall I do to please you my dear
I'm getting lost again confusion
Oh no
Won't you relieve my pain
Oh Lord