These Filthy Hands
Mushroomhead
Superbuick (2001)

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'd
mean i'd have to believe again it's like a career to breathe an existence i can't concieve
emotionless as a slug in my imagined oblivion it's as much fun as poking at a nerve you
would swear that i could walk and talk noone wants to fail but noone 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'll 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 thoughts 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 defendant don't catch me if i
fall i may have jumped you never know you don't know me at all