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.



They can't make you feel something you don't believe in.

But they can threathen 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.

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.



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



Drained, oh.

Drained, oh.

Drained, oh