It's like cold dead air
a stagnant refrain
fear of what was
infringing on this plane
i'm not who I was
i'm not where I was
but I'm pure
and i can't see
through my tears
and i can't bleed
I'm a corpse for years
I'm not who I was
i'm not where I was
There's no denying
that I've been treading water
there's been lots of lying
and I've been dreading slaughter
but it's the only way
I can be pure
rip it down, tear it down
breathe, let it free
circus clown, burning down
at last free
to be me
and I'm pure.
