He tears apart a history
Like he blindly pulls the sequins
From her dress

But you're a western boy
And you'll impress
His disregard for entity

Is swollen by the subtle way she moves
But you're a western boy
And you'll improve


You should wash me away
One day I'll wake up

And I won't need you anymore

His redolent iniquity

Reflects in every corner of the room
But you're a western boy
And you'll consume

She looks for hesitation
In the deep forgotten embers
Of his soul

But you're a western boy
And you'll control


Oh you'll control it

You should wash me away

One day I'll wake up
And I won't need you anymore


Maybe it's the treason
Maybe it's decay
Maybe it's the reason

Maybe it's the words you say
Maybe it's the tension
Makes me feel joy

Maybe it's the movement
Maybe I'm a western boy


You should wash me away
One day I'll wake up
And I won't need you anymore