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 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