Porcupine Tree

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Sunlight coming through the hazeNo gaps in the blind, to let it insideThe bed is unmade, some music still playsTV, yeah, it’s always onA flicker on the screen, a movie actress screamsI’m basking in the shit, flowing out of itI’m stoned in the mall againTerminally bored, shuffling round the storesAnd shoplifting is getting so last year’s thingXbox is a god to meA finger on the switch, my mother is a bitchMy father gave up ever trying to talk to me

Don’t try engaging meThe vaguest of shrugs, the prescription drugsYou’ll never find, a person insideMy face is mogadonCuriosity, has given up on meI’m tuning out desires, the pills are on the rise

How can I be sure I’m here?The pills that I’ve been taking confuse meI need to know that someone sees thatThere’s nothing left, I simply am not here

I’m through with pornographyThe action is tame, the acting is lameExplicitly dull, arousal annulledYour mouth should be boarded upTalking all day, with nothing to sayYour shallow proclamations, all misinformationMy friend says he wants to dieHe’s in a band, they sound like Pearl JamThe clothes are all black, the music is crapIn school I don’t concentrateAnd sex is kinda fun but just another oneOf all the empty ways of using up a day

How can I be sure I’m here?The pills that I’ve been taking confuse meI need to know that someone sees thatThere’s nothing left, I simply am not here

Bipolar disorderCan’t deal with the boredomBipolar disorderCan’t deal with the boredom

You don’t try to be likedYou don’t mindYou feel no sunYou steal a gunTo kill timeYou’re somewhere, you’re nowhereYou don’t careYou catch the breezeYou still the leavesSo now where?

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