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