Tekster: Life Of Agony. Ugly. Drained.

They'll make you or break you
They'll swallow you whole
They'll find you and bind you
To every word that they own

But you know that you need them
So you continue to feed them
So I hope that you're in this
For all the right reasons

Drained, oh
Drained, oh

They can't make you feel
Something you don't believe in
But they can threaten your future
And everything in it

When you fail to remember
Just where you've been
When you can't tell up from down
How do you write from within?

And all I know is that they're trying to squeeze me dry
They told me, they own me

And all I know is that they're trying to squeeze me dry
They're trying to squeeze me dry
They're trying to squeeze me dry
They're trying to squeeze me dry

I look in the mirror
And what do I see?
A man staring back at me
Who used to be me

He looks so familiar
He once had big dreams
But I can see that he's been drained
Of his soul and integrity

Drained, oh
Drained, oh

And all I know is that they're trying to squeeze me dry
They told me, they own me

And all I know is that they're trying to squeeze me dry
They're trying to squeeze me dry
They're trying to squeeze me dry
They're trying to squeeze me dry

Drained, oh
Drained, oh
Drained, oh