Texty: Dweeb. It Came From Outer Space. 51.

I can?t focus with clarity
Forbidden sights blindfolding me
I need to see, show me your ways
I can?t access your frequency
So much white noise surrounding me
I need to hear, show me your ways

Chorus:
Create in me a pure heart
I want to be set apart

I can?t speak with authority
Perverted words are choking me
I need to speak, show me your ways
I can?t exist powerfully
Impious thoughts are ruling me
I need to think, show me your ways

Chorus

(Thanks to heavensmetal for these lyrics)