Fear Of A Blank Planet
Sunlight coming through the hazeNo gaps in the blinds to let it insideThe bed is unmade, some music still plays
TV, yeah, it's always onThe flicker of the screen, a movie actress screamsI'm basking in the shit flowing out of it
I'm stoned in the mall againTerminally bored, shuffling 'round the storesAnd shoplifting is getting so last year's thing
The Xbox 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 inside
My 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 acting is lame, the action is tameExplicitly dull, arousal annulled
Your mouth should be boarded upTalking all day with nothing to sayYour shallow proclamations, all misinformation
My friend says he wants to dieHe's in a band, they sound like Pearl JamThe clothes are all black, the music is crap
In 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 liked, you don't mindYou feel no sunYou steal a gunTo kill time
You're somewhere, you're nowhere, you don't careYou catch the breezeYou still the leavesSo now where?