Oh, be honest You contrived to lose your latitude Where you knew I would find it And make a claim Baby, don’t you know? I will find the purest strain I will flush it out and chase it down And run it through your veins All these detours spin me ‘round And leave me amazed and confused Do I have to remind you? It’s not a game
And you should know by now I will find the purest strain If I have to, I will tear it out And strap it down to reign I will find the purest strain, true and pure It’s the touch of defiance That turns the page No excuses – let it flow! I will find that purеst strain I will find the purest strain