Crooked Fingers Follow

You can waste your precious time
Trying to erase all your thin little crimes
Making no waves, tiny drops in the ocean
Why trade old habits for new found devotions
When you can shed your skin
And slither in with some new friends
Cover your homes
Put a hat on your head
Paint everything blue that used to be red
We'll jump in the river
In the black water brine
Down to some treasure that they left behind
You may get rich
Or maybe you will drown
So let's begin
The question is not if, but when
And let's not pretend to be new men
You can change your shirt
Scrub off the grime and the dirt
Walk by the mirrors, don't look at yourself
And pull all your sinister ways from the shelf
'Cause you did what you did
And you did it so well
Say that you won't, but you'll do it again
They could not trust you before
And they won't trust you now
Oh, they won't trust you now
So go out, repent
Go be sorry now, for your sins
And let's not pretend
Oh, let's not pretend
No, no, no no
Let's not pretend
Oh, let's not pretend
Let's not pretend to be new men
Let's not pretend
Oh, let's not pretend
Let's not pretend to be new men
Let's not pretend to be new men
Let's not pretend to be new men
Let's not pretend to be new men