Biography:
Porcupine Tree was a British progressive rock band formed in Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United Kingdom in 1987. During the course of the band's history, it has at times incorporated psychedelic rock, alternative, ambient, electronic, and, most recently, metal and post-rock into its unique style of progressive rock. Since 2010, mainstay Steven Wilson has concentrated on his solo work.
Porcupine Tree started out as a "fake" band, the only real member being multi-instrumentalist Steven Wilson.
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Other songs:
- Blind House
- Drown With Me
- Hatesong
- Lazarus
- Pure Narcotic
- Time Flies
- Trains
- 3
- A Smart Kid
- Access Denied
- Always Never
- Anesthetize
- Arriving Somewhere But Not Here
- Black Dahlia
- Blackest Eyes
- Buying New Soul
- Collapse The Light Into Earth
- Colourflow In Mind
- Cure For Optimism
- Disappear
- Dont Hate Me
- Drawing The Line
- Even Less
- Fear Of A Blank Planet
- Feel So Low
- Glass Arm Shattering
- Half
- Heart Attack In A Layby
- How Is Your Life Today
- Jupiter Island
- Kneel And Disconnect
- Lightbulb Sun
- Lips Of Ashes
- Meantime
- Mellotron Scratch
- Moon Touches Your Shoulder
- My Ashes
- Nine Cats
- Normal
- Open Car
- Phantoms
- Piano Lessons
- Prodigal
- Remember Me Lover
- Russia On Ice
- Sentimental
- Shesmovedon
- Sleep Of No Dreaming
- Stars Die
- Start Of Something Beautiful
- Stop Swimming
- Synesthesia
- The Blind House
- The Jokes On You
- The Rest Will Flow
- The Seance
- The Sky Moves Sideways
- The Sound Of Muzak
- Waiting Phase One
- Way Out Of Here
- Where We Would Be
- Your Unpleasant Family
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Intro: Am
Am
Camphor crossed with lace, it is the witching hour
C
Cinematic but crude
Am
Teasing all my feelings out, you move away
Fmaj7
It seems so natural to you
Am
Still siren, climbing up the victory tower
C
Like there's something left to prove
Am
I trap the beads of sweat that run between my eyes
Fmaj7
And free the fever to move
C
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line
G
I'm drawing the line, I draw the line
Em C
And I have my pride
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
G
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
Em C
And I save my soul
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
G
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
Em C
And I have no doubt
(And then it goes like this.. )
Dreamt the sound of scissors, cutting stitches out
Then discarding the used
Recording all my problems onto memory cards
Your compassion unmoved
Onto others what they always do to you
The most twisted of your rules
Distill malaise and photograph the hole it leaves
Running out a copy for you
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line
I'm drawing the line, I draw the line
And I have my pride
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
And I save my soul
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
And I have no doubt
Am
Camphor crossed with lace, it is the witching hour
C
Cinematic but crude
Am
Teasing all my feelings out, you move away
Fmaj7
It seems so natural to you
Am
Still siren, climbing up the victory tower
C
Like there's something left to prove
Am
I trap the beads of sweat that run between my eyes
Fmaj7
And free the fever to move
C
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line
G
I'm drawing the line, I draw the line
Em C
And I have my pride
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
G
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
Em C
And I save my soul
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
G
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
Em C
And I have no doubt
(And then it goes like this.. )
Dreamt the sound of scissors, cutting stitches out
Then discarding the used
Recording all my problems onto memory cards
Your compassion unmoved
Onto others what they always do to you
The most twisted of your rules
Distill malaise and photograph the hole it leaves
Running out a copy for you
I'm drawing the line, I'm drawing the line
I'm drawing the line, I draw the line
And I have my pride
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
I'm taking control, I'm taking control
And I save my soul
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
I'm shutting you out, I'm shutting you out
And I have no doubt
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