Sunlight coming through the haze
No gaps in the blinds
To let it inside
The bed is unmade
Some music still plays

TV yeah it’s always on
A flicker of a screen
A movie actor screams
I’m basking in the sh*t
Flowing out of it

I’m stoned in the mall again
Terminally bored
Shuffling round the stores
And shoplifting is getting
So last year's thing

X-box is a god to me
My finger on the switch
My mother is a bitch
My father gave up
Ever trying to talk to me

Don’t try engaging me
The vaguest of shrugs
The prescription drugs
You’ll never find
The person inside

My face is Mogadon
Curiosity has given up on me
I’m tuning out his eyes
The pills 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 them
There’s nothing left to simply end up here

I’m through with pornography
The acting is lame

The action is tame
Explicitly dull
Arousal annulled

Your mouth should be boarded up
Talking all day
With nothing to say
Your shallow proclamations
All disinformation

My friend says he wants to die
He’s in a band
They sound like Pearl Jam
The clothes are all black
The music is crap

In school I don’t concentrate
Sex is kind of fun
But just another one
All of the empty ways
Of using up a 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 them
There’s nothing left to simply end up here

Bipolar disorder
Can’t deal with the boredom
Bipolar disorder
Can’t deal with the boredom

Don't try and feel like you don’t mind
You feel no sun
You steal a gun
To kill time

Somewhere you know where, you don’t care
Catch the breeze
It still relieves
So nowhere…