Из альбома: Fear of a Blank Planet
Sunlight comin' through the haze
I've tucked in the blinds to let it inside
The bed is all made so 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