I wash my hands you see - So I can feel
The grease keeps me from touching - What is real
I wipe my eyes to watch what lies ahead
The filth keeps me from seeing - All that's dead - Come on
I turn my head you see - Just to ignore
I'll see what I will see - Will see no more
I rip my skin you see - Open up and bleed
It's not just flesh and blood - It's who I came to be
I wash my hands.

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