PURE

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.