My kitchen is dirty
And so is my mind
If you're looking for conviction
Well you can find it out on county lines

The garden is easy
Especially when you're digging the holes
I never thought they'd notice
What lies behind the ivy and the corpse

True colors are showing
And my skin is glowing at the thought
Of what might be

My clues, they are deceiving
Well how I knew the night before
I never had the feeling
That what's subconscious can cut me to the core

Believing is easy
Especially when your tracks always run blind
She never had an inkling
She always took me as someone who was kind, but

True colors are showing
And my skin is glowing at the thought
Of what might be
My heart is thumping
The blood it is a' running
And I regret all that I have done
That I have done
That I have done
Have done