Porcupine Tree - Strip The Soul lyrics

rate me

This is my home, this is my own, we don't like no strangers

Raise the kids good, beat the kids good and tie them 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

(Do you want a western home in the rubble ?)