I'm itching for my peace of mind Tranquility, stable state of mind Imagining that I'm reaching A transcendent state Without ego nor suffering Delirious, Hysterical She said, "honey, things are going wrong." Connection's lost, expired love Morbid curiosity's lurking in the dark Want no emotion Just need a long long drive A foolish notion That somehow I'll find a cure I've given aid; you've inched away Overstayed my welcome, you might say Misguided trust, voracious lust This transparency, it fills a moanful just Want no emotion Just need a long long drive A foolish notion That somehow I'll find a cure