18 lyrics for "Wash it all away"
Grind you down and grind you down (gonna grind you down) Grind your body down I can remember the last time December The snow that comes falling it washes away I'll live forever the wings of a feather Stand your ground Don't let them grind you down Grind
PlayYou left me here like a chalk outline On the sidewalk waiting for the rain to wash away, wash away You keep coming back to the scene of the crime But the dead can't speak and there's nothing left to say anyway All you left behind is a chalk outline I've
PlayI've given up Wash it all away I'm wasting here I'm waiting here For anyone to wash it all away All of the chaos And all of the lies Can anyone wash it all away?
PlayDon't let the tide come and take me Don't let the tide come and wash us away So don't let the tide come and take me Oh no, get ready I just want a safe place to hide us away Far from with you, where I wanna stay Stay close, hold steady I feel it coming,
PlayThe sky is crying the streets are full of tears Rain come down wash away my fears And all this writing on the wall Oh I can read between the lines Rain come down forgive this dirty town Rain come down and give this dirty town A drink of water a drink of
PlayI've given up Wash it all away I'm wasting here I'm waiting here For anyone to wash it all away All of the chaos And all of the lies Can anyone wash it all away?
PlayI'm drowning in solitude again No, this won't kill me In my dreams last night I saw your face You held me and washed away my tears Then I woke to realize you're gone This won't kill me Pull these scars off my eyes Lost from the world
PlayOver the edge I want to believe To the need what you say and the art you create You're digging your grave, my helpless enemy I want to preserve this legacy Again we'll wash away the blood And all the years will start to rust Crashing waves to the fire of
PlayBig girls cry when their hearts are breaking I may cry ruinin' my makeup Tough girl whose soul aches I'm at home, on my own Check my phone, nothing, though Act busy, order in Pay TV, it’s agony Wash away all the things you've taken And I don't care if I
PlayI'm just a soiled dirty boy, Mutilate and sew my new clothes for masquerading, Aprons of flesh corpse scalped hair with skin upon my face, Cold and silent, soiled face I will wash it all away, With my love, That's all she's ever needed, from me It's my
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