Tekst:
The Kinks State Of Confusion

come outside. Now I wish I never tried To cross the other side. I'm in a state (state) State of confusion (whooooh). It's a state (state) Of confusion

come outside. Now I wish I never tried To cross the other side. I'm in a state (state) State of confusion (whooooh). It's a state (state) Of confusion

You look out of your window, Into the night. Could be rain, could be snow, But it can't feel as cold as what you're feeling inside. And all of you friends

Spent last winter playing in the sand With the prisoners of the motherland Damn hotel is feeling like a cell And even paradise can be so cruel Sitting

So you've decided to set me free I've paid my debt to society Fresh out of jail trying to make a new start On the street with a bitter heart But my past

never come outside. Now I wish I never tried To cross the other side. I'm in a state (state) State of confusion (whooooh). It's a state (state) Of confusion

come outside. Now I wish I never tried To cross the other side. I'm in a state (state) State of confusion (whooooh). It's a state (state) Of confusion