Story Behind the Song
IMpure looks at the negative aspects of the vices we all cant give up due to the presure we put on ourselves.
Even when someone knows they shouldnt do somthing they can talk themselves into "just one more drink" "just one more smoke" and what this can lead to eg: violence or abuse.
Lyrics
Impure
Lyrics by R Houston & J Herbert
Music by R Houston, M Herbert & T Madden
I have judged my life
The jury has been delt and bought
Sworn to tell the truth
On a book thats long forlorn
As I take the stand
In my defence
If you see me stand now
You'll see a man whos lost and torn
Its all cryptic, apocolyptic
With the judge in my sights, I rule ultra vires.
In this cell of hatred, I lay trapped and broke
Crouching under words unspoken
I'll fight them all for you
Why don't you worry, why don't you care.
Step into the light now and pay for your fare.
I think of baby dolls, compleate with razor blades
Bald heads and plastic skulls
Everytime your near
A positive outlook, is all you took from me.
The rest was my own, undoing.
All I believed in, and you without blame
Open my eyes, jsut to see you stained.
Busted Iam free now, prisoner of myself
Though the service was good
I must say fuck you too
Woken up to myself, seen the error of my ways.
Its time for you to move on, and for me to raise my sword
And find whats true.
Transgretions have been noted, intentions weighted and voted, you think your power over me, justifys your right to be, is there anything good in this world.
Or is it, inhibitation
Is there anything good int his world
Or is it, power persuasion
Is there anything pure at all
Is there anything pure at all
Is there anything, is there anything
Is there anytihng pure at all.
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