Ways of Staying Pure

Yesterday was quite a day
And I've been a bad boy
But I enjoyed wiping that smile off your face
Accident?
Act of God?
Fate or destiny?
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
I can see that boy of fifteen, scared, in your eyes
Hypocrites shift the blame, pointing the finger
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's 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

With hands on my ears, blocking the sound
I put the fucker into the ground

You turned up dead
Yeah, and I'm clean
I'm clean!