Lyrics the good doctor - The Blunt Force Trauma

Don't know, where I'm, going
Don't know where I wanna go
Don't know, what I'm, knowing
Don't know what I wanna know
Can't find, what I'm, finding
Perhaps it's already found
Can't see, down path, winding
Someday I'll know where I am bound

Can't hear, what I'm, thinking
Perhaps I'm starting to drown
Can't taste, what I'm, drinking
Figure it's cheaper than the crown
Can't lose, it's not mine
But I can break a heart that's not my own
Can't see, you this time
Take a pound of flesh, my blood, and my bones

Can't live up to, expectation
Would you mind I lower the bar
Can't break, my concentration
Thinking about loneliness on mars
Breakdown, communication
That's not a word I said
It's all about, pronunciation
Doc pronounced my name as dead

The doc pronounced my name as dead
The doc pronounced my name as dead