Porcupine Tree

A good impression of myself
Not much to conceal
I'm saying nothing
But I'm saying nothing revealed
I simply am not here
No way I should appear happy
Stop whining please
Because of who we are
We react in mock surprise
The curse off, there must be more
So don't breathe here
Don't leave your bags
I simply am not here
No way I should appear happy
Stop whining please
The dust in my soul
Makes me feel awake in my legs
My head in the clouds
And I'm zoning out
I'm watching TV
But I find it hard to stay conscious
I'm totally bored
But I can't switch off
Only apathy from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Electricity from the pills in me
Its all in me, all in you
Only eMpTV, cult philosophy
We're lost in the mall
Shuffling through the stores like zombies
What is the point