Where is all this coming from? A shredded faith from being tortured numb This taste that lingers on my tongue From on my knees when I was young Do you still smile with broken teeth? Your skin's alive but dead underneath If you can sell it you can call it art But what's it worth when you rip it apart Torn like all the pages That filled up the ages I couldn't take them anymore Ripped up all the paper No longer in danger No more a stranger To my dark horse Tiny pieces linger on Like all the whores of Babylon One day I will be set free But not from what you think I need Is this what you thought it'd be? When everyone does what you believe? The end is coming you're goddamn right So stop stealing my fucking rights Tear it up Don't preach on me Don't preach on me Don't preach on me Don't preach on me Torn like all the pages That filled up the ages I couldn't take them anymore Ripped up all the paper No longer in danger No more a stranger To my dark horse