Warm Sake

Never thought I'd see good day
We'd lay a bouquet on your grave, yeah
Warm night in the heart of spring, yeah
This might change everything, yeah

Don't say that, no, don't say that
Don't say that, no, don't say that
Don't say that, no, don't say that
Don't say that, no, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

If you keep it to yourself
Then you can't blame no one else
Feel the heat while the sun is out
Let the tears fall down

I'm washing my hands
In the blood, blood of your sins

They ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
I'm washing my hands

Like a tight grip around your neck, yeah
It's a nightmare you can't forget, uh
I sit at the head of the table now, uh
I don't ever want to let you down, yeah

Don't say that, no, don't say that
Don't say that, no, don't say that
Don't say that, no, don't say that
Don't say that, no, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

If you keep it to yourself
Then you can't blame no one else
Feel the heat while the sun is out
Let the tears pour down

I'm washing my hands
In the blood, blood of your sins

They ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
I'm washing my hands
(Yeah)

Hear the choir calling out your name
Staring at you through a picture frame
Hear the choir calling out your name
Staring at you through a picture frame
Hear the choir calling out your name

I'm washing my hands
In the blood, blood of your sins

They ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
Ain't got nothing on me
I'm washing my hands



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Mark Urban, Ernest Wawiorko
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