Shoulders of perfection Let them drag you straight across And tell me have we Have we found perfection, are we finally lost? And I'm staring from a distance
the camera moves And your driver's been pulled And I, I have always felt this And I, I could never hear it So I turned it up And turned it on And turned
you The very best of what you've got to offer Tell them what your hands were made for Tell them who your mouth was made for You've got your profits and
Freedom and blood I make my mark and fight for tomorrow Finally I've got something Something I can raise my voice for Fine tell them who you really want
future looks like" I don't want to live my life like a story Always thinkin' I could've been something Don't run alongside and control me Just film away and
anthem and it makes up my ideals And who I am has benefited from my cleverly planned meals I'm stripped and vital and I see rules that almost fit And
An angel kissed my strings While I slept last night And her rhythm broke my hunger And I died a little less Well, I just want to get some Get some while
things I wanted Yes, all the things I want Go, all the things I wanted All the things I wanted All the things I want All the things I want Go on and on and on and
mass confusion in the forest I heard it on the radio and they're bringing in some guy And he is gonna go on about all the things he don't know And there
'm gonna write it down to scream it out And I'm never gonna be the same again Fear is the color you've all exposed Now I gotta get up here And prove the
I'm a little short on solar And I haven't given in No, I'm going to hold you anyway And I'll do it without shaking Yes, I'll love you always And I'll
how far And then you got so sad that I, I bought a car Yes, I?ll come get you And I will bring you home I?ll come get you And I will bring you home
anthem and it makes up my ideals And who I am Has benefitted from All my cleverly planned meals I'm stripped and vital And I see rules that almost fit And
future looks like I don't want to live my life like a story Always thinkin I could've been something Don't run along side and control me Just film away and
made for You've got your profits and your mathematicians The vocal fuel of a generation Tell me what my hands were made for Tell me who my mouth was made for And
Shoulders of perfection Let them drag you straight across And tell me Have we found perfection Are we finally lost and I'm staring from a distance
An angel kissed my strings While I slept last night And her rhythm broke my hunger And I died a little less Well I just want to get some Get some while
