Текст песни The Paper Chase - A Little Place Called Trust

Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are -
to shove away the hand so fast?
Who do you think you are?
Well, maybe I'm the devil,
to harbor the sick and obscene
Maybe this, the albatross,
I'm like an ivory tower -
level or power, but

You are not the innocent

What do you take me for,
you mother fucker?
What do you take me for,
when I'm a sheperd's light,
when I'm a quantum leap?
You don't want freedom;
you want trick photography
It's a good thing
I'm an airbrushed girl,
a diamond ring
I need it new;
I need it rising above
(Meanwhile),
the jury laughs at you, love

You are not the innocent

Oh, dirty hands,
a little place called trust,
but you ain't sold one, yet

(I once told you

I have my "wants" and "needs"
and "want you to's"
It all depends
And then the album
skipped the end,
so I got up
to play it again
I know you
I know that look
I know this little attitude,
good friend
I need you to confess
those awful sins)

You are not the innocent

You deserve whatever you get, because
you are not
no!
you are not
no!

You are not the innocent