These Filthy Hands

Artist：mushroomhead

Songs Title：these filthy hands

Haphazardly tumbling hard, fall right down laugh

Out loud. All in the scheme of things, we're all looking

Up growing tall It's like pulling one hair

You are what you are to me With wet fingers

In my eyes you're a star Petroleum Jelly

You're something I'll never be and watch the rain dance

You're something I'm frightened of...

I've got to get clean, the rain will cleanse me, and I've

Got to wash, these filthy hands

Because it's all, just a futile plan, that would mean I'd have

To believe again, It's like a career to breathe. An existence

I can't conceive emotionless as in slug in my imagined

Oblivion it's as much fun as poking at a nerve

You would swear, that I could walk and talk

No one wants to fail but no one wants to work

But I doubt you will ever Vocabulary

Test is graded on a curve

Ever prove enough Smartest kid is stupid, word is never heard

I doubt you will ever prove it!

I've got to get clean, the rain will cleanse me. And I've got to

Wash, these filthy hands. All these thoughs and feelings

Are for naught unappealing so you expect them to dull

And fade still they remain caught waiting for the rain

Time devours life, with my soul as the defendany don't

Catch me if I fall I may have jumped, you never know,

You don't know me at all... at all.