World is gross Human blows It's good to know I have this way out
This life is lame It's such a shame But it's ok I have my own saint
People are mean It's a disease It's full of pain and sadness
Trust no one They're full of shit They're so full everything
Understand me? And purify me now Understand me Save me now
Empty word Tainted souls It's hard to know you're my way out
It's all schemes It's such a game But it's ok I have my own saint
People are mean It's a disease It's full of void and horrors
Can't trust no one They're full of shit They're so full of everything Understand me? And purify me now Understand me Save me
If I had some power and control I'd try to get rid of all these ghosts I know all these thoughts won't let me go The saint trigger is calling me To pray
