Pure

You make me dirty make me feel like a whore

Right here where you want me down with the fleas in the floorStill you tried to clean me bleach away like stains

Blackened ash in your mouth won't distil your distainIt doesn't matter when you say I'm not clean anymore

It doesn't matter when you say I'm dirty like a whoreHere it's nothing

For you there is nothing pure(c) 2001 The Butterfly Effect