كلمات Death Comes To Us All

I'm full of a sinking feeling Like having the weight of these thought in my legs While trying to outrun my conscience As it shadows my every step. And my thoughts will always be slower Slower than my tongue in teaching me regret For what I've done And I'm sorry I reserve these feelings for myself And if I could only wash my hands clean You know I'm sorry But I can't keep this to myself But if I could only keep my head clear Wash my hands I'm full of a sinking feeling Like having the weight of these thoughts And my thoughts will always be slower Slower than my tongue in teaching me regret For what I've done And I'm sorry I reserve these feelings for myself And if I could only wash my hands clean You know I'm sorry But I can't keep this to myself But if I could only keep my head clear And I see the idea it's like the dirt under my nails Only really in my head It's only in my head And I see the idea it's like the dirt under my nails Only really in my head It's only in my head It's only in my head It's only in my head It's only in my head And I'm sorry I reserve these feelings for myself And if I could only wash my hands clean Wash my hands clean Wash my hands