| I must have left my soul cracked open | |
| like a door. . . | |
| in the night. . . | |
| Seizing the opportunity | |
| while i lay there sleeping | |
| all the beggars and thieves walked in | |
| and they stole | |
| all i stored inside | |
| I woke to find | |
| a shell of a man | |
| and all i had once believed . . . | |
| Stripped away . . . | |
| Stripped away | |
| Well i sat at Satan's table | |
| and I drank the wine | |
| in a feast of revelry | |
| Till my eyes were red and swollen | |
| and my soul was so held with stains | |
| that just won't come clean | |
| and i tell myself | |
| that i am in youth | |
| What all i could achieve | |
| Stripped away . . . | |
| Stripped away | |
| Well i stared at my own reflection | |
| But i know that those eyes can't be me | |
| My sprit floats in desperation | |
| on dreams like I've never seen | |
| So i reach for you | |
| and draw you near | |
| and pray that you won't be. . . | |
| Stripped away | |
| Stripped away |
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