You know I like answer to them with salt.
No one can understand feeling
You don't live closer to fuck yourself
No one can understand feeling. Wash out

You know I like answer to them with salt
No one can understand feeling
You don't live closer to fuck yourself
No one can understand fear under your brace
And there is a friend; there he is washing your face; you felt

Was it the prayers?
Do you bow and whine
So you a feel, for real

Head to your rails, wrap up your souls
And where would we pause back one
Head to your rails, wrap up your scars
And where we live life and start and
So you will feel, for real

And I embrace
There is a friend; there he is washing your faith; you face

Was it the prayers?
Do you bow and whine
So you will feel, for real

Head to your rails, wrap up your souls
And where would we pause back one
Head to your rails, wrap up your scars
And where we live life and start and
So we're gonna wash out