I wash my hands you see - So I can feel The grease keeps me from touching - What is real I wipe my eyes to watch what lies ahead The filth keeps me from seeing - All that's dead - Come on I turn my head you see - Just to ignore I'll see what I will see - Will see no more I rip my skin you see - Open up and bleed It's not just flesh and blood - It's who I came to be I wash my hands. I wash my hands I wash my hands I wash my hands I wash my hands I wash my hands I wash my hands I wash my... I wash my hands.