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 words
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 voids and horrors

Can’t trust no one
They’re full of shit
They’re so full 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…