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.