We scrub our hands clean
Of the dirt and secrets under our nails
The lies circle in the sink
While the drain chokes on impurity
Our demons grin back at us in the mirror
The darkness behind their eyes is ours
And their mouths so full of teeth
That our self loathing gets stuck between them
When the truth begins to shine
Through the hazy water
Our hopes only fall further
While the water turns crimson before us
The blood under our nails
The more we scrub the more it spreads
The more it covers the more it reveals
And the one that hates us the most
Is us
A permanent longing for second chances
Won't get us any closer to them
So we wash ourselves clean as much as we can
And we walk side by side with hate
Who wears a mask of the people who let us down
Never forgetting, never letting go
We hold our breath
And we know we can't change
Not really
Our demons laugh in our mouths
And it comes out as happiness
We aren't really happy
Just pretending
But maybe we believe it at times
Just long enough to forget
About the blood under our nails
