Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
Two paths stretching out in front of me
I'm walking the one less heavenly now
Sometimes I forget about honesty
Sometimes I forget about modesty
Days turn into months I can't figure it out
But I'm grateful today for my daddy who showed me the way
So I wash my hands in the Holy Water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again starting again
Far too many times I ignored the warning
Cos’ sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again
One step at a time we go steadily
Two step in the club is no remedy
Footstep in the sand lord carry me now
Some days I’ll be searching in the bottle
Some nights I’ll be sinking to the bottom
Some highs got me thinking I’ll never come down
So I wash my hands in the Holy Water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again starting again
Far too many times I ignored the warning
Cos’ sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again
So I wash my hands in the Holy Water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again starting again
Far too many times I ignored the warning
Cos’ sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again
So I wash my hands in the Holy Water
Just like my father on a Sunday morning
Starting again starting again
Far too many times I ignored the warning
Cos’ sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
I did it again, did it again
Far too many times
Far too many times, times
So I'm washing my hands
I did it again, again, again, again
