Let all the pretty [bad word] on to me,
 I have deity and dignity.
 With your innocence, [bad word] free,
 But shutters hide me in this property. 
 Let all the pretty [bad word] on to me,
 I have deity and dignity. 
 With your innocence, [bad word] free,
 But shutters hide me in this property.

 I will sit back down and wait, 
 For a chance I will create,
 With words I anticipate,
 Games I will participate.
 Got much wrong? Well lose the day,
 I would rather live this way,
 I don’t want my mind to stray,
 So I keep the world at bay.

 Out with the stranger, hands on my mouth,
 Lost in a concrete, undergrowth,
 Another disaster, which tells me it's [bad word]  Hope I recover, long after we’re through.

 [bad word] 

 When will [bad word] and save yourself?
 Stop me, I’m drifting, I’m tired of myself!
 I’m tired of myself, trying to control 
 Your pure soul, your pure soul!

 Holy mysteries live here with me,
 Will I be here for eternity?
 I’m only burdened with my piety,
 Absolute in my anxiety.

 I will sit back down and wait, 
 For a chance I will create,
 With words I anticipate,
 Games I will participate.
 Got much wrong? Well lose the day,
 I would rather live this way,
 I don’t want my mind to stray,
 So I keep the world at bay.

 Out with the stranger, hands on my mouth,
Find More lyrics at www [bad word] 
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 Lost in a concrete, undergrowth,
 Another disaster, which tells me it's [bad word]  Hope I recover, long after we’re through.

 [bad word] 

 When will [bad word] and save yourself?
 Stop me, I’m drifting, I’m tired of myself!
 I’m tired of myself, trying to control 
 Your pure soul, your pure soul!
 Your pure soul! Your pure soul!

 Let all the pretty [bad word] on to me,
 I have deity and dignity.
 With your innocence, [bad word] free,
 But shutters hide me in this property. 
 I will sit back down and wait, 
 For a chance I will create,
 With words I anticipate,
 Games I will participate.
 Got much wrong? Well lose the day,
 I would rather live this way,
 I don’t want my mind to stray,
 So I keep the world at bay.

 Out with the stranger, hands on my mouth,
 Lost in a concrete, undergrowth,
 Another disaster, which tells me it's [bad word]  Hope I recover, long after we’re through.

 [bad word] 

 When will [bad word] and save yourself?
 Stop me, I’m drifting, I’m tired of myself!
 I’m tired of myself, trying to control 
 Your pure soul, your pure soul!
 Your pure soul! Your pure soul!
 Your pure soul! Your pure soul!