Unclean Lyrics
I got to change I've got the sicknessLusting face... green and redThe cash is burning holes in my headThis is The. Murder. Train.This. Is. The. Murder. Train.Powered on all these lives that feedLives falling. unclean.Rats in Paradise!I got solution I got the GripI've got to change I've gotta get sickPositive for all to seeThese lives fallen, unclean... clean?I am uncleanTake it up the backside, UncleanI am unclean!Take it up the backside, UncleanRats in ParadiseDid you wanna grow up?Did you want to grow up?Grow up/Throw upTurn or burnI am unclean!Take it up the backside, uncleanI am unclean!I am uncleanYour not awhoreI amUnclean
Amen Unclean
