You can build your house on stone, Don't mean you won't ever have it sold. Take em all on, your demons and holy ghosts. You risk em both possessing your soul. It comes down to this. I don't wanna leave you here stressing out, not when it counts. Cause someday when you're old you might get a knock on Your door, and you'll have to let the poor charlatans know... Just don't sit right with your soul. You'd better let em down slow. Let the doubt deal the blow. Sit down. Don't be cold. Let's have at it like a couple goddamned adults. We'll take em all off, all our clothes, Remove our skin, get right down to the bone again. Help me in my unbelief. Help me not to believe in a single solitary thing. There's a darkness in me and I can see it in you. What would you have us heretics do? What if we wasted our youth on a meaningless pursuit? As if we found some sort of truth. I just thought you should know, just don't sit right with my soul. Thought I'd let you down slow. Let the doubt deal the heaviest blow.