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, it's closed 
instead of air, I get glass stuck into my head 
the city's sounding, 
and I can't seem to stop the pounding 
can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round 
can't keep my thoughts form flying 'round
not sure what I'm thinking about, 
I got soul doubt

a shameless display, 
wearing a smile full of pain 
a frameless Erte, 
a painting without a signature 
she's waiting for someone to save her 
as I pass her by I see Cinderella
she doesn't fit into the slipper 
like she fits in a bottle of liquor
there's no one to take her away
her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me 
the question is asked, whatcha' gonna do for me? 
I don't want nothin', just a connection 
I gotta know what she's all about 
cause I know she's 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, 
I've seen in my face so many times, 
I know exactly how they feel 
I know exactly how they feel 
I know just what they think about 
they've got soul doubt