Ways of Staying Pure

Yesterday was quite a day and I've been a bad boy

I enjoyed wiping that smile off your face

Accident, act of God, fate or destiny?

The hypocrites, they're mourning, it's just such a waste

Clean on the inside

My hands are dripping with blood, but I'm

Clean on the inside

My face is covered in mud, but I'm

Clean on the inside

And that's all that matters

Quiet down, folk will hear, stop with the screaming

But I can see a boy of 15, scared in your eyes

The hypocrites shift the blame, pointing the finger

Well, so be it, I am damned for your demise

Clean on the inside

My hands are dripping with blood, but I'm

Clean on the inside

My face is covered in mud, but I'm

Clean on the inside

And that is all that matters

I'm alone on this lonely planet

I hope I get home

This is not how I had planned it

Dying on my own

Oh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Hands on my ears

Blocking the sound

I put the fucker into the ground

You turned up dead

And I'm clean, I'm clean