Innocent like an old priest, he talks to God Who put blood in my drink? Upset my laws? New paint on an old sink don’t hide the rot You can almost taste it This is how you know This is how you know When you can’t hide anymore And now I know, I can’t unknow I'm not more than you think, I have not grown Better than the hate you see. that’s not my fault! I poured blood in my drink and I choked up I choked up This is how you know This is how you know When you can’t hide anymore And now I know, I can’t unknow