Innocent Me - The Wannadies

What is the spirit of being if

To kill with cold-blooded steel and then forget?

It’s a mystery to me, I know what I have seen

It’s a mystery to me, how can I just let it be?

My innocence makes me sick

My innocence, my ignorance

Makes me sick

Innocent Me

???

death incorporated, it’s real

People having no more than they can steal

It’s a mystery to me, I know what I have heard

It’s a mystery to me, I react as if I was dead

My innocence makes me sick

My innocence, my ignorance

Makes me sick

Innocent Me