Besedila: NOFX. White Trash, Two Heebs And A Bean. Soul Doubt.

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 in to 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 from flying 'round
Not sure what I am thinking about
I got soul doubt

Shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain
A frame less Erte, a painting without a signature
She's waiting for someone to save her
As I pass her I see Cinderella

She doesn't fit into the slipper
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
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