Nothing is pure
Can you catch yourself
All the allure
It's upside down
Tainted at best
Heavy with a consequence
Riddled with less
Options to survive
Chin up, you've got the day left
Make use of it
Nothing is pure
How could we just abandon the all the ones who need us most?
We have responsibilities we can't ignore
How can we turn our back to those who suffer on?
We should be sending more than prayer and our good tidings
Nothing is pure
Tailored faith, whoa
Autonomy must find its way home
If we are to be whole
Nothing is pure
How could we just abandon the all the ones who need us most?
We have responsibilities we can't ignore
How can we turn our back to those who suffer on?
We should be sending more than prayer and our good tidings