Song parody of
I JUST WANNA BE CLEAN
by Globo Cons
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The tap spits against my dirty hands
I just want to be clean today
Scan my lines and dot my i's
I just want to be someone else
Nine by nine, twin-sized bed
Outside of the window there's nothing left
I'm starving for contact or conversation
Any sort of touch to get me past this
Hide the memories for us
In your endless pocket
Past the closet door you're lying still
How'd you get to be here
With the rising tide behind your brainless body
To be washed away
Novocaine, antiseptics
IV needles, narcoleptic
Six in the morning, these tired eyes
They can't even look at themselves
Broke all my mirrors and threw them out
I don't even know what it's about
Walking down the hall way I
Buckle at the knees when I let myself think
I'm holding on to nothing like I need it to survive
Ignoring everything I possibly can
Hide the memories for us
In your endless pocket
Past the closet door you're lying still
How'd you get to be here
With the rising tide behind your brainless body
To be washed away
Novocaine, antiseptics
IV needles, narcoleptic
The tap spits against my dirty hands
I just want to be clean today
Scan my lines and dot my i's
I just want to be someone else
Nine by nine, twin-sized bed
Outside of the window there's nothing left
I'm starving for contact or conversation
Any sort of touch to get me past this
Hide the memories for us
In your endless pocket
Past the closet door you're lying still
How'd you get to be here
With the rising tide behind your brainless body
To be washed away
Novocaine, antiseptics
IV needles, narcoleptic
Six in the morning, these tired eyes
They can't even look at themselves
Broke all my mirrors and threw them out
I don't even know what it's about
Walking down the hall way I
Buckle at the knees when I let myself think
I'm holding on to nothing like I need it to survive
Ignoring everything I possibly can
Hide the memories for us
In your endless pocket
Past the closet door you're lying still
How'd you get to be here
With the rising tide behind your brainless body
To be washed away
Novocaine, antiseptics
IV needles, narcoleptic
