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 don't care for nothing
That gets me too high.
I want some dampened spirits,
And black and bitter spoons.
I'm not looking for affection,
I'm living on the moon.

No convicion in your voice box,
It's buried low beneath the guilt.
It all seems real as you whisper,
She lies warm, and the smell is you, but she knows

I kinda like the blank way
You fill up my mind.
I don't care for nothing
That gets me too high.
I want some dampened spirits,
And black and bitter spoons.
I'm not looking for reflection,
I'm living on the moon.

Here I am, right at home,
In my crater.
Here I am, feeling old.
Here I am, 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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