Album: Fantastic Planet (1996)
no conviction in your numb mind
a hidden cell of chemicals
keep your soul on my projection
never turn on the camera
because
i kinda like the blank way
i fill up my life
i do not care for nothing
that gets me too high
i want some dampend spirits
and black & bitter spoons
i am not looking for affection
i am living on the moon
no convicion in your voice box
it is buried low beneath the guilt
it all seems real as you whisper
she lies warm & the smell is you
but she knows
i kinda like the blank way
you fill up my mind
i do not care for nothing
that gets me too high
i want some dampened spirits
and black & bitter spoons
i am not looking for reflection
i am living on the moon
here i´m
right at home
in my crater
here i´m
feeling old
here i´m
wishing for
a miracle
i need you to know
that i like the blank way
i fill up the sky
and i care for nothing
you put in my mind
i like the blank way
you fill up my mind
i like the blank way
you fill up my mind
i like the blank way
you fill up my mind
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