; John

Used to be clean, now I’m filthy as can be
Scrubbing off every spot
Used to be mean, now I’m as good as can be
Raise me up, I’m your star
May the god of me protect my soul
As I stay a little while longer
In this dusty rabbit hole
To sing my song chained onto your bed
May the god of me protect my soul
As I stay a little while longer
In this dusty rabbit hole
To sing my song chained onto your bed
Used to be told,
My silence is gold
Coughing up every drop
Used to get small,
Now I’m granting you all,
Stepping up, I’m your star
May the god of me protect my soul
As I stay a little while longer
In this dusty rabbit hole
To sing my song chained onto your bed
May the god of me protect my soul
As I stay a little while longer
In this dusty rabbit hole
To sing my song chained onto your bed
(Used to be clean, now I’m filthy as can be)