Am I going crazy Or did you just start talking about something else? I am known for dazing I thought I knew where that was going, but I'm lost now I'm sick of staring at the sun In the bleak unknown of seeing someone Sick of sitting in this same thing And I recognise that I am slow to changing Spinning out You see my tired eyes Tasting it now, tasting like Cyanide But you'll get bitter feeling that way Tasting it now And somehow that's okay ♪ Feeling lonely lately Tryna make sense of the unknown like everybody else I'm getting up late daily That's if I even get up with this dog on my chest Sick of stinging in the sun Getting sicker, I know, man, and that is a problem Sick of sitting in this same thing And I recognise that I am prone to fading Spinning out, you see my tired eyes Tasting it now, tasting like Cyanide But you'll get bitter feeling that way Tasting it now And somehow that's okay