I know this much I can't stand me when I become him I know this much I don't feel free when I'm repentant tell him this much you don't want him due to extra skin tell him this much you forsake him due to pretension and now we have everything we need to come up to where you're pristine we believe tell him this much you can't withstand taking it upright tell him this much you felt dirty because it was tight I know this much that old feeling I'm done hanging on I know this much enough pretending what was had is gone and now we have everything we need to come to where up you are clean we believe