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sometimes i feel my life is going round 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 its closed
instead of air, i get glass stuck into my head
the city's sounding and i cant seem to stop the pounding
cant keep my thoughts from flyin' round
cant keep my thoughts from flyin' round
not sure what i'm thinking about
i got soul doubt

a shameless display
wearing a smile full of pain
a frameless etre
a painting without a signature
she's waiting for someone to save her
as i pass her by i see cinderella

she doesnt fit into the slipper
like she fits in a bottle of liquor
theres no one to take her away
her eyes meet mine
she sees right through me
the question asked, whatcha gonna do for me?
i don't need nothing
just a connection
i gotta know what shes all about
cause' i know shes 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 ive seen in my face so many times
i know exactly how they feel
i know just what they think about
theyve got soul doubt