The circle of the same ideas

My conversation is a dullard's contribution
Attention spans to carry me around a glimpse of both
Now and then
You see now is when

I press rewind from mental playback on these eyelids twice
Been seeing two in terms of double, multiplying, both
Day and night
And I'm up most nights

It's just the circle of the same ideas
It's like discussing the weather
(Whoa oh oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa-oh)
It's failure and how it can feel
To be a failure together
(Whoa oh oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa-oh)
(Whoa oh oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa-oh)

My turn of phrase, it always begs an explanation
Been seeing two, in terms of trouble multiplying both
Day and night
It keeps me up at night