Magazine - Blisterpack Blues lyrics

The blisterpack insists it's yesterday And it's to be consumed with anxiety Then today different kinds of infinity They're up on trial, there's too much variety In my right mind In the mind of the moment Now let's try to get this straight Straight down the middle Stuff just keeps happening Because of what happened before When I was searching for myself (In all the wrong places) I was searching in all the wrong places And I found nothing there What about my property? Back then I understand it was beautifully appointed Then everything got dizzy and disjointed Stuff just keeps happening Because of what happened before My selves, my cells Bog-standard and inorganic And stuck in the leftover light Stuck in the leftover panic When I was searching for myself (In all the wrong places) I was searching in all the wrong places And I found nothing there