Wash You Clean

Walkin' down a dirt road
Yeah, we'll my hands come clean
Oh my hands come clean again
Trippin' over the stones
And wading through the weeds I have made
Growing up, cause of my regret

You drove me through the ground like the stake of a fence
Painted white, I've been here since
You like to make me feel like the bottom of a lake
Where you throw all of your mistakes

Green eyes open wide
But you don't see a damn thing about me
A damn thing about me
Help you regain your sight
By showing you the colors of all of the leaves on the trees

Listen to the sound of the thunder
The lightning, oh the lightning
Take a walk with me
Let it wash you clean
Let it wash you clean
Oh, let it wash you clean
Yeah
Let it wash you clean



Credits
Writer(s): Jessie Phelps
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