You blind Pharisee! First wash the inside of the cup and the dish, and then the outside will become clean, too. What sorrow awaits you teachers of religious law and you Pharisees. Hypocrites! For you are like whitewashed tombs—beautiful on the outside but filled on the inside with dead people’s bones and all sorts of impurity. Outwardly you look like righteous people, but inwardly your hearts are filled with hypocrisy and lawlessness.
Whitewashed Tombs
Oh whitewashed tomb, I see through to you
To your decay you waste away
Your casket full of skeletal bones
Trapped and feeling like you’re all alone
whitewashed tombs I’m here
Oh whitewashed tombs, your under disguise
Washed clean on only the outside
Your so good at hiding your true self
You’ve come to believe it’s your real self
whitewashed tombs come clean
You try to fight these feelings but they’re marrow in your bones.
They’re screaming and they’re digging their way out.
You thought they were buried with you, that no one would see the true you
but they’re bleeding through. yeah you’re bleeding through
Open wide the floodgates, It’s too late
Your inner thoughts have come out
Your haunted by the ghosts of your past
My dear whitewashed tomb my love will last
It’ll never pass away
You try to fight these feelings but they’re marrow in your bones.
They’re screaming and they’re digging their way out.
You thought they were buried with you, that no one would see the true you,
But they’re bleeding through, yeah you’re bleeding through.
I’m reaching out my hand
Come out of your grave
Step into the light
Step into the day
Because you can’t fight these feelings, they’re marrow in your bones.
They’re screaming and they’re digging their way out.
You thought they were buried with you, that no one would see the true you
But they’re bleeding through. Yeah you’re bleeding through.
Oh whitewashed tomb, I see through to you.
