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• Artiste: Porcupine Tree
• Titre: Fear Of A Blank Planet
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Sunlight comin' through the haze I've tucked in the blinds to let it inside The bed is unmade some music still plays TV, yeah it's always on A flicker of the screen, I'm moving out, your screams Are basking in the shit flowing out of it I'm stoned in the mall again Terminally bored, shuffling 'round the stores You're shuffling me, it's getting so rash, it's bent Xbox is a god to me A finger on the switch, my mother is a bitch My father gave up ever tryin' to talk to me Don't try gauging me The vaguest of shrugs, the perscription drugs You'll never find the person inside My face is mothered on Curiosity is good enough for me I'm tuning out his eyes if those are on the rise How can I be sure I'm here? The pills that I've been taking confuse me I need to know that someone sees that There's nothing left, to simply end up here I'm through with pornography The acting is lame, the action is tame Explicitly dull, or rather a lull Your mouth should be boarded up Talking all day with nothing to say Your shallow proclamations, all this information My friend says he wants to die He's in a band, they sound like all jam Their clothes are all black, the music is crap In school I don't concentrate And sex is kinda fun, but just another one Of all the antique ways of using up the day How can I be sure I'm here? The pills that I've been taking confuse me I need to know that someone sees that There's nothing left, to simply end up here (I call disorder getting me boreder) Don't try to be like you don't mind The feel of sun Steal the gun To kill time Some way, no way, don't care Catch the breeze Still the leaves It's nowhere