What's going on?

Something weird goes on in my mind!

As inspiration fades, no trace behind,

my own soul I hardly can find…

What is the matter with me,

biological being as void as can be

my own soul I hardly can see…

What the hell I’m doing around

If I don’t feel my feet on the ground

And my own soul’s so hard to be found…

(Oh! Feeling so f@#g void…)