Lock - Atlas Bound

Well I don't really read much but

You're an open book

You're showing people what they wanna see

Before they even take a look

It seems that everything that you touch

Turns to silver and gold

You can take as much praise as you like

Despite the fact

Despite the fact you ain't got no soul

You ain't got no soul

You ain't got no soul my friend

No you ain't got none

You've been talking for awhile now

But not to much avail

You allow the story of yours

To turn into a grand old tale

I won't believe it til I see it cause

I don't believe what I am told

But you can take as much praise as you like

Despite the fact

Despite the fact you ain't got no soul

Despite the fact you ain't got no soul

Despite the fact

Despite the fact

Despite the fact you ain't got no soul