That guitar riff starts already clipped and moving, with no slow buildup around it.

Now the drums and low end make the riff feel heavier, but it stays tight and quick rather than spacious.

Ozzy's voice rides above the riff, and the first verse turns the breakup straight toward “my mind.”

The next verse keeps the same hard shape; “nothing seems to satisfy” lands inside a pattern that won't sag with it.

With the words out of the way, the guitar takes the front, but the drums and bass keep the same narrow run underneath.

The vocal comes back almost as plainly as before, asking to be shown something the song still won't open up for.

“I must be blind” doesn't get a big musical collapse; it's folded into the same compact delivery.

This instrumental stretch proves how little the band has to change: the guitar flashes more, while the urgent beat keeps holding the road.

The last verse makes the social mismatch blunt: someone laughs, he cries, and the band still refuses to slow down for it.

Near the end he addresses us directly, but the riff is still doing its old job, cutting every phrase into short pieces.

The pattern breaks here; after all that steady speed, the pulse is just gone.