Clean Songtext
von Rivers of Nihil
Clean Songtext
I want your money, your time
I want your patience and your pride
I′m a restless innovator
And I'm working overtime
So Heaven help me
And the dollar defend me
There is nothing you can sell me
(That I ain′t got now)
I can still do the work
But it gets harder, I can tell 'ya
It ain't perfect but it′s what we got
(Is it enough for you?)
Now I live among this filth
And I′m richer for it still
(The rushing and reeling)
But now she's coming home to me
(The rushing and reeling)
And she′ll be perfect and so clean
(Reveling in this filth)
This stain
(Reveling in this filth, in this filth)
Circle the drain
(Circling, circling)
(Heaven help, clean this mess, Heaven help)
We'll never be clean again
Cold, a constant, steady breath
Clean ′till there's nothing left
In sorrow and shame)
I whisper out a name
This anger makes its claim
We′ll never be clean again
(Never be clean, now, we'll never be clean)
(Now, we'll never be clean)
(Now, we′ll never be clean again)
(Never be clean)
(Yeah, we′ll never be clean)
(Yeah, we'll never be clean)
(Yeah, we′ll never be clean again)
The rushing and reeling
She can't believe this feeling
We′re weightless and tasteless
This god's not what she made us
But now she′s coming home to me
And she'll be perfect and so clean
(Reveling in this filth)
This stain
(Reveling in this filth, in this filth)
Circle the drain
(Circling, circling)
(Heaven help, clean this mess, Heaven help)
We'll never be clean again
We′ll never be clean again
I want your patience and your pride
I′m a restless innovator
And I'm working overtime
So Heaven help me
And the dollar defend me
There is nothing you can sell me
(That I ain′t got now)
I can still do the work
But it gets harder, I can tell 'ya
It ain't perfect but it′s what we got
(Is it enough for you?)
Now I live among this filth
And I′m richer for it still
(The rushing and reeling)
But now she's coming home to me
(The rushing and reeling)
And she′ll be perfect and so clean
(Reveling in this filth)
This stain
(Reveling in this filth, in this filth)
Circle the drain
(Circling, circling)
(Heaven help, clean this mess, Heaven help)
We'll never be clean again
Cold, a constant, steady breath
Clean ′till there's nothing left
In sorrow and shame)
I whisper out a name
This anger makes its claim
We′ll never be clean again
(Never be clean, now, we'll never be clean)
(Now, we'll never be clean)
(Now, we′ll never be clean again)
(Never be clean)
(Yeah, we′ll never be clean)
(Yeah, we'll never be clean)
(Yeah, we′ll never be clean again)
The rushing and reeling
She can't believe this feeling
We′re weightless and tasteless
This god's not what she made us
But now she′s coming home to me
And she'll be perfect and so clean
(Reveling in this filth)
This stain
(Reveling in this filth, in this filth)
Circle the drain
(Circling, circling)
(Heaven help, clean this mess, Heaven help)
We'll never be clean again
We′ll never be clean again
Writer(s): Brody Jordan Uttley, Adam Kenneth Biggs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com