You Got No Soul

You’ve got no soul bro I think you know so You’ve got no soul bro When you’re dead inside You can’t engage your mind Where’s desire Where’s the beauty In the nihilist In the duty The ugliest of truth, the prettiest of lies The stories you tell yourself, to get you through the night You do what You like, You don’t like what you do And I am running out of things I want do for you You’ve got no souls bro I think you know so You’ve got no sound bro When you’re dead inside You can’t engage your mind I don’t see you In my dreams no more I don’t feel you No space to explore The closing of the plains the creation of the world The stories your telling her, for redemption of your soul I do what I like, I don’t like what I do And I am running out of things that I want do for you You’ve got no soul bro I think you know so You’ve got non should bro When you’re dead inside You can’t engage your mind Don’t tire of trying You’ve got feel the fear You’ve got to cry those tears