Cheating the Polygraph - Porcupine Tree

Lying through my teeth again

I’ve been bad again, black lies

Skirting round the truth again

To escape the look in your eyes

Cover up the facts again

With the money men, disguise

Losing my integrity

Well it’s lost to me, I don’t mind

Feel my soul going

Feel my soul colder

Blackening my soul again

With another lie, it’s my style

Burying my face again

God I’m so ashamed, this time

Feel my soul going

Feel my soul colder

Feel my soul going

Feel my soul colder