Perfecting Failure Songtext
von ColourMind

A boy rejected by his village will burn it down just to feel its warmth
This is but just a proper introduction into the end of the world in which the authors are not writing fiction
Like George R. R. Martin, they′re writhing on friction

What is your affliction
When will we all see that they're being facetious
Don′t look to their faces, cause times will erase them to dust
Reserving one last breath for rebirth

The pages burn
You're left unturned
So save your words
Baby you could join me

You would be my lady failure
To go to counting dollars from counting sheep
This is the dream

Checking out their lies from the top in the fucking bodies that we trusted
They're lining their pockets in the rise of depression
It′s not right
Bullshit reigns supreme


It′s not right
You're a slave to the screen
Climb to the top as you feed from the bottom
Ten years before

Dookie like
It′s my war
The page's burn
You′re left unturned

So save your words
Baby you could join me in perfecting failure
We can beat them all perfecting failure
The pages burn

You're left unturned
So save your words
Baby you can join me in perfecting failure
We can beat them all

The pages burn
You′re left unturned
So save your words
Baby you can join me in perfecting failure

We can beat them all perfecting failure