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Porcupine Tree - Strip The Soul lyrics

Artist: Porcupine Tree

album: In Absentia


This is my home, this is my own, we don't like no strangers
Raise the kids good, beat the kids good and tie 'em up
Spread it wide, my wife, my life, push the camera deeper
I can use, I abuse, my muse, I made them all
This machine is there to please
Strip the soul, fill the hole
A fire to feed, a belt to bleed
Strip the soul, kill them all
They are not gone, they are not gone, they are only sleeping
In graves, in ways, in clay, underneath the floor
Building walls, overalls, getting bored, I got faulty wiring
Brick it up now, brick it up now, but keep the bones
This machine is there to please
Strip the soul, fill the hole
A fire to feed, a belt to bleed (do you want a western home)
Strip the soul, kill them all (in the rubble?)
(Do you want a western home in the rubble?)
This machine is there to please
Strip the soul, fill the hole
(This machine is there to please)
(Strip the soul, fill the hole)
(This machine is there to please)
(Strip the soul, fill the hole)
This machine is there to please
Strip the soul, fill the hole
Strip the soul, fill the hole
Strip the soul, kill them all

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