Besedila: Otep. Sevas Tra. Fillthee.

Lying naked
-- Alone

On the bathroom floor

Evacuating pain
Fear ... no MORE!

-- And I can't get his scent off of me

I.
She wants to be messiah
Without the crucifixion

She wants to fuck Delilah
Without Samsons intervention

She wants to be a deity
And rule us everyday

And punish the whores of your wish gods
And the martyrs that they slay

She wants to see galaxies,
All the planets and the stars

She wants to be a fallen angel
Without their swollen scars

[chorus]
And unclean
Unclean
Fillthee

And I can't get his scent off of me


II.
She wants to free the kingdom

And be worshipped by the earth,
She wants to be the prophet
For 10 times whut she's worth,
She wants to break free from eve
And leave them all behind,
To be born again in the thrill of sin
& revive her dying mind,
She wants to stand
& rape the king,
Slaughter the daughter
Kill everything,
Burn the world
Let her soul be free,
Ignite the nebulas
of eternity.

[chorus]

[bridge]
- don't touch me there
- oooh I know you're SCARED
- kill the need in me
- And I'll remain.... UNCLEAN!!!

AND I CAN'T GET HIS SCENT OFF OF ME!

NO!

AND I CAN'T GET HIS SCENT OFF OF ME!

WHY SHOULD I BE AFRAID?
IT'S NOT THE 1ST TIME I'VE TASTED PAIN!!

RUN! RUN!
AND I CAN'T GET HIS SCENT OFF OF ME!