Lyrics

I want your money, your time I want your patience and your pride I'm a restless innovator And I'm working overtime So Heaven help me And the dollar defend me There is nothing you can sell me (That I ain't got now) I can still do the work But it gets harder, I can tell 'ya It ain't perfect but it's what we got (Is it enough for you?) Now I live among this filth And I'm richer for it still (The rushing and reeling) But now she's coming home to me (The rushing and reeling) And she'll be perfect and so clean (Reveling in this filth) This stain (Reveling in this filth, in this filth) Circle the drain (Circling, circling) (Heaven help, clean this mess, Heaven help) We'll never be clean again Cold, a constant, steady breath Clean 'till there's nothing left In sorrow and shame) I whisper out a name This anger makes its claim We'll never be clean again (Never be clean, now, we'll never be clean) (Now, we'll never be clean) (Now, we'll never be clean again) (Never be clean) (Yeah, we'll never be clean) (Yeah, we'll never be clean) (Yeah, we'll never be clean again) The rushing and reeling She can't believe this feeling We're weightless and tasteless This god's not what she made us But now she's coming home to me And she'll be perfect and so clean (Reveling in this filth) This stain (Reveling in this filth, in this filth) Circle the drain (Circling, circling) (Heaven help, clean this mess, Heaven help) We'll never be clean again We'll never be clean again
Writer(s): Brody Jordan Uttley, Adam Kenneth Biggs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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