You never used to care for fancy new obsessions
You never used to have a reason to be bored
Now you indulge yourself with new ways of possession
Now you indulge yourself and your feelings are ignored
And youre coloring your life with too much spice
There was a time, there was a place, there was a reason
There was a situation comfortable for you
Youve tasted everything in this here bag of season
But now youre bored and youve run out of things to do
And youre coloring your life with too much spice
You dont see anything your eyes are so revealing
Theyre sharply focused on looking for a thrill
Youve turned so numb you never notice any feeling
Your thoughts are dead and youve still got some time to kill
And youre coloring your life with too much spice