Sound of Confusion
Album - 1986 - Debaser id 16353

I'm losing, losing touch with my mind.
I'm falling, falling way behind.
I'm walking, down a one way street.
I'm trying, trying to find my feet.
I need it babe, it makes me feel alright.
I need it babe, it makes me feel alright, alright, alright.
I'm leaving, but I'm going no place.
I'm thinking, but my mind's in space.
I'm hoping, hoping to find my head.
I'm aiming, but I don't take the blame.
I need it babe, it makes me feel alright.
I need it babe, it makes me feel alright, alright, alright.
I'm shooting, shooting off my gun.
It's too bad now babe, but it's a lot of fun.
I'm living, like you'd like to live.
But I'm wanting you baby, what you have to give.
I need it babe, it makes me feel alright.
I need it babe, it makes me feel alright, alright, alright.
I feel alright (repeat x 7)

Do you see that kid
Down on his luck
Do you see that kid
Just spent his last buck

Well he got a O.D. catastrophe
He got a big O.D.
He got a O.D. catastrophe
Woah, yeah

Do you see that kid
Down on his back
Do you see that kid
Down on his back

Well he got a O.D. catastrophe
He got a big O.D.
He got a O.D. catastrophe
Woah, yeah

Well do you see that kid
Yeah I loved him so
Do you see that kid
Yeah I loved him so

Well he got a O.D. catastrophe
He got a big O.D.
He got a O.D. catastrophe
Woah, yeah
I said woah, yeah
I said woah, yeah
I said woah, yeah