[Verse 1]
Lost all the time
It's all that you seem to find
Words and their kind
Doors to be safe behind
[Verse 2]
And you're sick all the time
It's sickening just to rise
And open your eyes
Out of sight, out of mind
[Verse 3]
And you've lost all your time
[...mortifying/more to find?]
To make up your mind
[Wake,?] go live [the/a?] perfect lie