Leading the wind in the wrong direction
I'm doing everything wrong
It'd flawless
More flawless
If only perfection
Was all and
Defections
Were gone
And the wind will ****
It will torture my lead
It will **** everything
Opposite of our greed
And as so carved in stone
As created to plead
As created to master
my soul just to breed
more bad thoughts
in my
head
O' please just go instead
I don't deserve you;
Perfection ain't dead.