Wash Off

I hope there’s a shot in the dark That if I keep it up I can keep on going They say that ‘life is short’ & it can’t be bought by the likes of me I heard that it won’t be long Until we’re gone like dew in the morning Stop the clocks pull up your socks Go find a fountain to wash it off So kill the screen head to Medellin To shout n scream & find yr trouble Live amongst the orange roses, Pull vogue poses & wash it off Lord knows I’m in the field, hellhounds are back & on my heels They said I died last week in the Pacific ocean No words spoken, plane feel right out the sky But they dunno why, but don’t you worry Cause life’s a lie, so roll the die, Keep on trying To wash it off Go wash it off Don’t you even think of me, Cause I’ll be free beyond the Levee all that’s left is a ghost machine & it can’t be reached but you can try You should go buy the boat, build a moat & untie yourself Go wash it off You’re my ride or die, I just wish I’d said goodbye one last time Now all that’s left is a ghost machine, It can’t be reached, it won’t be seen again Go wash it off