I lie awake at night and whisper
Communicating with my fingers
Your remote vocabulary
Makes life less ordinary
And we know it's all a joke
But still we kind of hope
That all our tragedies
Amount to something
Wash your hands in a new generation's blood
Wash your hands now
Wash your hands now
Wash your hands in a new generation's love
Wash your hands now
Wash your hands now
I lie alone in bed and wonder
If there is love behind a number
Can broken words and stolen kisses
Fulfill my lovelorn desperarte wishes
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