Lyrics Strip the Soul (Remastered) - 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
This
machine
Is
there
to
please
Strip
the
soul
Fill
the
hole
A
fire
to
feed
(do
you
want
a)
A
belt
to
bleed
(western
home)
Strip
the
soul
(in
the
rubble?)
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
(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
1 Blackest Eyes - Remastered
2 Trains (Remastered)
3 Lips of Ashes (Remastered)
4 The Sound of Muzak (Remastered)
5 Gravity Eyelids (Remastered)
6 Wedding Nails (Remastered)
7 Prodigal (Remastered)
8 .3 (Remastered)
9 The Creator Has a Mastertape (Remastered)
10 Heartattack In a Layby (Remastered)
11 Strip the Soul (Remastered)
12 Collapse the Light Into Earth (Remastered)
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