Take off your shoes
Take off your shirt
Take off that foolish
Concept of self
And tell me naked and honest
Is there anything left?
Tell me I'm more than just the blood in my veins
Tell me this longing isn't in vain
âCause I've been filling it up
And taking it in
But we can never be full
Tell me what remains when I pour it back out
Pray more than an empty vessel
Pray more
Pray for more
Pray more
Pray for more
If I forgot what the books have taught me
If I lose my âsanityâ
If not even I can remember my own name
Once I lose the faces I'm wearing
Once I've abandoned all outside me
And I'm completely drained
Can you say that there'll be more?
Let's pray that there'll be more
Pray more
Pray for more
Pray more
Pray for more