| You might see me in the downtown bright lights |
| Trying to sell every last breath that I have |
| You might see me in the underground dim fog |
| Trying to break the silence of the maddening crowd |
| You gotta talk, talk, talk |
| 'Til you’re spitting out words |
| You gotta walk, walk, walk |
| 'Til you’re stuck in the dirt |
| You gotta fuck, fuck, fuck |
| 'Til you feel like you’re grinding metal |
| The whore inside me |
| It won’t let go, it won’t give up, I know |
| The war inside me |
| It won’t stop now, it won’t let go, I know |
| And when I’m over |
| There’ll be a million more, there’ll be a billion more to go |
| And they have all got |
| The nerve to say, the fucking nerve to say |
| «I've got a soul» |
| «I've got» |
| You might see me in the war-torn skyline |
| Picking up the pieces of the last Antichrist |
| But you’ll never see me lose hope, I’ve got faith |
| Build it all back 'til the anthill stands |
| You gotta talk, talk, talk |
| 'Til you’re spitting out words |
| You gotta walk, walk, walk |
| 'Til you’re stuck in the dirt |
| You gotta fuck, fuck, fuck |
| 'Til you feel like you’re grinding metal, metal |
| The whore inside me |
| It won’t let go, it won’t give up, I know |
| The war inside me |
| It won’t stop now, it won’t let go, I know |
| And when I’m over |
| There’ll be a million more, there’ll be a billion more to go |
| And they have all got |
| The nerve to say, the fucking nerve to say |
| «I've got a soul» |
| «I've got a soul» |
| The whore inside me |
| It won’t stop now, it won’t let go, I know |
| The war inside me |
| It won’t stop now, it won’t let go, I know |
| And when I’m over |
| There’ll be a million more, there’ll be a billion more to go |
| And they have all got |
| The nerve to say, the fucking nerve to say |
| «I've got a soul» |
| «I've got a soul» |