Jane! (Hoodtrap)

And yet you're dirty
Your eyes were dirtied by the fools who adore you
Only to find, only to find you out
They saw you dressing in the backroom
Now they'll pay what they owe you
A song is worth change red on the green, green grass
Won't the devil take you back for more?
To open closed doors and keep the good from the brave
Taste of the violence trying to silence the hate
And yet you're dirty
Your eyes were dirtied by the fools who adore you
Biding your time, biding your time to strike
Surely the fall is a maze
A portrait of the flex in the mirror
Smiling in fright
And yet you're dirty
Your eyes were dirtied by the fools who adore you
Only to find, only to find you out
They saw you dressing in the backroom
Now they'll pay what they owe you
A song is worth change red on the green, green grass