Unclean Songtext
I got solution I got the GRIP
I got to change I've got the sickness
Lusting face... green and red
The cash is burning holes in my head
This is The. Murder. Train.
This. Is. The. Murder. Train.
Powered on all these lives that feed
Lives falling. unclean.
I got solution I got the Grip
I've got to change I've gotta get sick
Positive for all to see
These lives fallen, unclean... clean?
I am unclean
Take it up the backside,
Rats in Paradise!
I got to change I've got the sickness
Lusting face... green and red
The cash is burning holes in my head
This is The. Murder. Train.
This. Is. The. Murder. Train.
Powered on all these lives that feed
Lives falling. unclean.
I got solution I got the Grip
I've got to change I've gotta get sick
Positive for all to see
These lives fallen, unclean... clean?
I am unclean
Take it up the backside,
CHMIELINSKI, CASEY KARIM
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