Clean my trash mind
You know it's been sick
It's been sick for some time.
Clean my trash heart
You know it's been sick
It's been sick from the start.
I'm no good for me
Clean my trash soul
It's been gone awhile
I'm trying to fill the hole.
Where can I go to get away from me?
Get away from me—
I'm sick of thinking the same old thing.
Where can I go?
There's nothing left for me.
They took my eyes
They took my style
None of this was meant for me.