All That Was

When I try to think of nothing, nothing now
When I try to think of nothing, nothing comes out
All the colours they are changing, changing now
(All that she was)
All the colours rearranging, clouding your doubt
Got to go where my voice is
Got to go where my voice is real
I can’t see outta this haze
When they think of nothing, nothing now
When they think of nothing, nothing comes out
Won’t they try to fix it, fix it now
Won’t you try to try fix it, fix it right now
Got to go where my voice is
Got to go where my voice is real
I can’t see outta this haze
I can’t see
I can’t see
I can’t see
I can’t see