Babe - 2009 Remaster

I exude light and wash my hands of you
 By larger being devoured
 Leaving only me to improve
 Weep
 Don't fucking weep
 Your weak eyes cry tears of the meek
 You're expectant to the Bible
 Fiending all the foes in middle
 Don't you see in the mirror that
 You're the selfish shit
 Shot glass seems to hug your soul
 There's no point to grow
 You don't have time to explore
 You're already broke
 Weep
 Weep
 Don't fucking weep
 Your weak eyes cry tears of the meek
 Weep
 Catch up with the sheep
 It's a sacrilegious ceremony
 New flavor of the week
 Nothing's sacred in the faces of the
 Soulless that you're made into
 Soulless that you're made into
 Soulless that you're made into
 You're raptured by a guilty stifle down
 You're raptured by a guilty stifle down
 I wash my hands of you
 And what I'll do is mess you up and lie to you
 Look at you, you know it's true
 It's a field trip to Hollywood Babylon
 But I'm not coming
 No