Ocean Monument - Dish Pit Blues

Seven nights in a row, scrubbing away
Hell I even had to do it on my birthday
The front side of my body is soaking wet
And that's not to mention the smell that you're met with
The dish pit
Oh the dish pit
Your hands can only take so much water at a time
'Till they lose their grip and start to feel like slime
And there is the fact, that you got to face
You'll always be the last one to leave the place
Yeah the dish pit
Oh the dish pit
My hands wet and soggy make it hard to play
But I guess that's just the price I gotta pay
When I strum a chord it feels like my life is
Slipping away
I hate it when they need more than just a rinse
No amount of steel wool can ever fix this
I'll play you a song just give me some time
You'll just have to bear with the bloody strings of mine
Once you're in the pit, you won't ever leave
The sun'll go down before you even breathe
It's like a jail cell with bars made of plates
An hour in their and you're not feeling too great
Oh the dish pit
Oh the dish pit
My hands wet and soggy make it hard to play
But I guess that's just the price I gotta pay
When I strum a chord it feels like my life is
Slipping away
I hate it when they need more than just a rinse
No amount of steel wool can ever fix this
I'll play you a song just give me some time
You'll just have to bear with the bloody strings of mine

Written by:
Jared Lain

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