Lyrics

I WASH MY HANDS

I wash my hands
Doesn't matter where the fault line lies in the sand
I wash my hands
We can make amends but I'll still make demands
I wash my hands
I wash my hands
I wash my hands
I wash my hands

Not gonna lie
There is dirt under these painted nails of mine
Not gonna lie
I would sell my soul if I don't have to die
Not gonna lie
Not gonna lie
Not gonna lie
Not gonna lie

And when the basin
Runs dry, runs dry
There'll be no where
No where at all
To hide what has died

Too far gone
Coming back around this mountainside seems very wrong
Too far gone
Cuz our road has been muddy for so damn long
Too far gone
Too far gone
Too far gone
Too far gone

Further beyond
Water runs from the river to Gibson Pond
Further beyond
Even waterfalls can strengthen a lifelong bond
Further beyond
Further beyond
Further beyond
Further beyond

And when the basin
Runs dry, runs dry
There'll be no where
No where at all
To hide what has died

I wash my hands
Doesn't matter where the fault lies in the sand
I wash my hands
We can make amends but I'll still make demands
I wash my hands
I wash my hands
I wash my hands
I wash my hands