Jesse Newport - Pure Stuff lyrics

Nothing is fair Everything is frowned upon these days This stuff's not good enough There's nothing pure enough! Don't matter half they say And pretty soon she'll cease to speak at all What could you have to talk about? You're just a little mess on the couch Chorus: Now that I remind me of The days that I Made my whole day a dream Nothing is right The ball and chains been wrapped around my neck This stuff's not good enough There's nothing pure enough! Chorus: Now that I remind me of The days that I Made my whole day a dream Let her out of her cage She's been turning The smell is filling the air Of your bones decomposing