Shallow - Porcupine Tree

I don’t remember

Did something in my past create a hole?

Don’t use your gender

To drive a stake right through my soul

I live to function

On my own is all I know

No friends to mention

No distraction, nowhere to go

Shallow, shallow

Give it to me, give it to me

Scissors cutting out your anger

Shallow, shallow

No good to me, not if you bleed

Bite your tongue, ignore the splinter

This city drains me

Well maybe it’s the smell of gasoline

The millions pain me

It’s easier to talk to my PC

I live to function

On my own is all I know

No friends to mention

No distraction, nowhere to go

Shallow, shallow

Give it to me, give it to me

Scissors cutting out your anger

Shallow, shallow

No good to me, not if you bleed

Bite your tongue, ignore the splinter