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
X3
... Anymore