Disoriented, dazed, confused
Oh I am lost but I have nothing left to lose
Wearing my soul in the holes of my shoes
Disoriented
Perspectives vanish, now there's only point of view
Then there's the eyes of the camera crew
You swear they're staring and it's wearing right through
Disoriented
You fly east but they say you're flying west
Where any atoll will do for the test
I am sure that by now you have guessed
I feel this way
Disoriented, dazed, confused
Oh I am lost but I have nothing left to lose
I'm wearing windows for walls and the street keeps coming through
Disoriented
