Lyric 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?
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 motherfucker
What do you take me for,
When I m a shepherd 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
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 tos”
Depends and then the album skipped the end
So I got up to play it again
I know you I know this look I know this attitude good friend
I need you to confess those awful sins

You deserve whatever you get because
You are not
You are not
You are not the innocent