I drive through darkened streets
Looking for something more
I grow restless from the beats
I don’t know what they’re for
I’m hazy as can be
Because I’ve lost the core
The crazy driver’s seat
Is pleasing me no more
What you don’t need
All this loneliness
This lack of tenderness
No good for me
Won’t you let it bleed
Looking for something more
The doctors that you meet
Can’t tell what you’re here for
The strangers on the street
Seem to be offshore
They remind you of the beat
Of your heart’s core
Get rid of what you don’t need
The things that kill
You’ve had your fill
Of loneliness and heart aches
And things that break
Be complete
Hell is what you find
On the dark side of your mind