Purity Drag Songtext
von The Armed

My goodness pure, my conscience free
I′m a gift unto your world
Though you're, oh, so blind to see
You live in a world my hands bestow
And despite your pettiness
I′ve no cracks to dull my glow

Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am di-

I'll heal your wounds with a touch you won't feel
You′re lost in darkness (ooh)
My light is real, oh


My goodness pure, my conscience free
I′m a gift unto your world
Though you're, oh, so blind to see
You live in a world my hands bestow
And despite your pettiness
I′ve no cracks to dull my glow

Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault

Nothing is my fault, nothing is my fault
Nothing is my fault, nothing is my fault
Nothing is my fault, nothing is my fault
Nothing is my fault, nothing is my fault
Nothing is my fault!

Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault
I am divine (your privilege, my presence)
Purest of them all, nothing is my fault