We built this on the muddy ground
Our feet digging in
In the soil of previous lives
I wrote this on a piece of paper
Someone had thrown away
So wrinkled it was
Not the most optimal
Not the best idea
We built this on the muddy ground
I bathe in bleach, I
Stain
I won't get clean, I
Stain
Our hands are tied and we can't see
But we are building this
With no tools or any bricks
Remember, after touching me
Disinfect every inch
Might need some therapy
Despise me more
Despise me more, more
Your hands are tied and you can't see
I bathe in bleach, I
Stain
I won't get clean, I
Stain
Even if I change my name
Even if I wash my face
Even then I
Stain
I built this on the muddy ground
Are you sure you want to touch me now that you know?
I bathe in bleach, I
Stain
I won't get clean, I
Stain
Even if I change my name
Even if I wash my face
Even then I
Stain