Wash Away

Downpour, can you hear the storm Pots on the floor but the puddles still form Like bugs, they swarm and scent Try to prevent but they don't relent Mild discontent is an understatement I'd run and repent but it can't be vacant Allowed to leave every now and then But I am bound to this sea to return again An unfortunate truth but truth still Don't look the part but views kill Feuds build, that I ain't mean A thought to none but for me a scream A vision, a dream that haunts my light A siren song that wants my night Oh what's right, I can't untie Soakin' wet with my head from the sky Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day The storm rages on from all I carry Memories of ages long and merry Twisted by stages, strong and scary Pages now gone from my sanctuary Melted fears and lies that mix Can not clear the skies nor fix The charged ground beneath this house Another sound than defeat and douse Echos through this voided camp It serves no purpose but a poignant amp For all this cramp, that goes around Not one hand but they know the drowned Lost at sea but stuck in thought Yesterdays problems that morning brought In with the tides as they bruise my wall Still ask myself, why do I stall Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day 6pm I finally got home But I'm to fatigued to leave my phone I got bars to write, beats to kill But the stars tonight, eats my will Two section down but can't nail this verse Couldn't hurt to talk but my homegirls are worse Off, I scoff, our storms can't compare Mine's a drizzle to theirs, it ain't fair How can I feel sad with what they been through Should be there to help not whine about blue True, biggest problem is my mind Everything good it twists and entwine With what bad I have to resist then decline All until I finally get the gist and rewind And go through with havin' my wrists be re-signed Try to wash it off but the mist will rebind Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) Try to wash away (wash away, wash away) The rain feels great but it's just another day