The Plunge
Album: here's to hoping
By: The Skipperdees
By: The Skipperdees
Duration
3:11
Genres
Description
Anachronistic, nonchalant ditty on the loss of faith.
Lyrics
Wash these hands, wash this face, oh but no amount of water can erase all the marks left by the past. Tell me, did you realize each word you said would last? I learned to swim, I learned to lie, hell I even took the plunge and got baptized. But holy water soon went dry. Tell me, where does all of our faith end up when it dies? I can't believe I can't believe Wash these clothes, wash the stains, oh, but all I want to wash is my damn brain.
