Scorpion (Reimagined) Lyrics

I haven't washed my hands, it feels like forever

Red, automatic, mechanical

I never feel myself when I'm here and your not home, would you say I've grown

I haven't washed my hands, it feels like forever

Red, automatic, mechanical

I never hold my own when I'm home and all alone, would you say I've grown

Is the devil in me

Is he making these choices, I don't know who I am

I've got this terrible feeling

With every mistake I make, the true me slips further away

From harvestman to scorpion, I like to sting and sling back stones

From harvestman to scorpion, I like to sting and sling back stones

But my touch ain't gold, I might as well fold my hand and see to the seeds that I've sown

Is the devil in me

Is he making these choices, I don't know who I am

I've got this terrible feeling

With every mistake I make, the true me slips further away

I need communion but prefer the wine

I did my penance but can't jump the line

I said no, I won't grow

But you've gave me reason, a reason to grow

Is the devil in me

Is he making these choices, I don't know who I am

I've got this terrible feeling

With every mistake I make, the true me slips further away