Strip The Soul Lyrics - Porcupine Tree

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 

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This machine 

Is there to please 

Strip the soul 

Fill the hole 

A fire to feed 

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

A belt to bleed 

Strip the soul 

Kill them all 

(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 

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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 

Fill the hole