Innocent like an old priest, he talks to God
Who put blood in my drink? Upset my laws?
New paint on an old sink don’t hide the rot
You can almost taste it
This is how you know
This is how you know
When you can’t hide anymore
And now I know, I can’t unknow
I'm not more than you think, I have not grown
Better than the hate you see. that’s not my fault!
I poured blood in my drink and I choked up
I choked up
This is how you know
This is how you know
When you can’t hide anymore
And now I know, I can’t unknow
