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Låttexter: Meredith Brooks. Blurring The Edges. Wash My Hands.

Wash my hands of crimes
Pour the water over
My skin, my spine
Cleanse my soul and ease my mind

I've been fixed on
All the damage done
Why do I always forget
How far I've come?

I'm done dying for the past
I'm done dying for the past

Sins, all forgiven now
Let's call it even, shall we?
Can't you judge me
For my love?

And not mistakes
I've made
I swear by who I am
And not by yesterday

I'm done dying for the past
I'm done dying for the last time
The last time, the last time
The last time

To to, to to, to to
To to, to to

In between black
And white, I disappear
Circled around the stone
Until I landed here

I'm done dying for the past
I'm done dying for the past
I'm, I'm done dying
I'm done, for the last time