Nick Webber - Of Certain Doubts Lyrics

Overwhelmed on Ash Wednesday
Seven miles to the front of the room
I'm empty, I'm the burned-over district
Nothing left for the flame to consume
Take the soot and cross my forehead
For Lent this year, I'm giving up
Nodding like an insatiable bird
A bit buzzed and conveniently numb
A bit buzzed and conveniently numb

How many times did I beg for mercy
Did I pray for peace
God, I wring my filthy hands
And wash them until they bleed

Overwhelmed on Ash Wednesday
I take communion with gum in my cheek
The wine drips and it stains my hands
God, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me
God, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me

Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me
Forgive me