Il testo della Ultraclean

I need something ultraclean
Plastic strap around the meat man, cutting off his will to die
The moment looks inside us all, but time is fast and so am i
I need something ultraclean, something with a twist
Turn the future into the past so i don't exist
Oh my soul, i sold it for a chance
Anger takes the short cut, cuts his soul with coca-cola
Tears are anger's alibi, here's his chance to get colder
I need something ultraclean, something with a twist
Turn the future into the past so i don't exist
Oh my soul, i sold it for a chance
I need something ultraclean