I'm Clean - Priests

The temptation

Has always been, has always been

What lies behind the ice

The hot-blooded tramp inside your mind

Wear white gloves, but I’m no saint

Thought I was Grace Kelly, but just you wait

Yeah, I’m that bitch, your white witch

Na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na

Clean, clear, and cold, through and through

All these disgusting things you do, you do, you do

But not me (Not me)

I’m clean (I'm clean)

Please act upon me

No agency or complexity

Not a single feelin' inside of me

Tempted you with Turkish delight

Just to make you see the death inside

Ice so cold, a mirror it makes

Forced to see yourself inside these stakes

Clean, clear, and cold, through and through

All these disgusting things you do, you do, you do

But not me (Not me)

I’m clean (I'm clean)

Blank slate, just begging

A face without ambiguity

Not a single mark that mars me

The bashful smile that begged, «Please no»

The hands that still wanted to know

There was never a fire, never desire

I killed myself to make you see your own perversity

'Cause I’m clean (I'm clean)

You’re free (You're free)

Please act upon me

No agency or complexity

Not a single feelin' inside of me

'Cause I’m clean (I'm clean)

You’re free (You're free)

Blank slate, just begging

A face without ambiguity

Not a single mark that mars me