Dirty Purity

I'm in love
with the homeless girl
who carved a cave
into the World
She crawled out
all covered in blood
and dripped red seeds
into the mud
Filthy deity

Shut up, shut up
Shut up already
with the temple talk
you're freaking me out

What up, what up
What up with the six-limbed Siren
beating it out
of every part of me

Dirty purity
Dirty purity

At first I bought it all
And then I fought it all
Next I forgot it all
But I'm not done
Not at all
I'm criss-crossed clarity

Would I, would I
Would I scatter if
I just admit
I'm already dead

Should it, should it
Should it matter if
my mind won't fit
back in my head
friction is sanity is

Dirty purity
Dirty purity

Nothing moves
something switches
Question marks
and crucifixes

Odd how it was
only eyelids
kept me blinded
from the light
in open obscurity

Dirty purity
Dirty purity
All Songs © Copyright 2003 Stuart Davis