Bliss - The Chain Gang of 1974

My lungs are tangled

I can’t breathe now

These dreams assembled

Such a shame how

Every night is spent comparing

Others to what I was

I hum along, but it’s all sounding wrong

It’s all feeling the same

There’s gotta be something more than this

Am I wasting away

Waiting for something close to bliss?

It’s all feeling the same

I found this photo

Where did time go?

If I died tomorrow, will it follow?

I’ve been found and I’m still searching

What else have I to do?

Am I strong enough to see this through?

It’s all feeling the same

There’s gotta be something more than this

Am I wasting away

Waiting for something close to bliss?

It’s all feeling the same

There’s gotta be something more than this

Am I wasting away

Waiting for something close to bliss?

I found this photo

I can’t breathe

It’s all feeling the same

There’s gotta be something more than this

Am I wasting away

Waiting for something close to bliss?

It’s all feeling the same

There’s gotta be something more than this

Am I wasting away

Waiting for something close to bliss?