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Oh, it's filthy in here. Garbage wall to wall, and I don't wanna be the king of dirt no more. Things are different. There are people here who deserve a shiny world, A world where innocence is a bright white tile floor. So I'll be the bleach, I'll be the deadly disinfectant I will destroy everything that makes you sick And turns your pink heart black. There is terror here, a sneaky sick belief That I will never have the guts to make things clean. So I'll be the bleach, I'll be the deadly disinfectant I will destroy everything that makes you sick And turns your pink heart black. I'll be the bleach. I'll be the clean that makes your eyes burn. I am here to let you know, that if you go, And the dirty world attacks, I will bring you back. I will bring you back. From Letras Mania