Perfect Life
I come alive inside the light of the unexpected
Maybe I thrive outside the comfort zone
What is a prize without a fight?
Yeah, I got addicted
To what I thought I wanted, and all along
I've been walking asleep, dreaming awake
Finding I bend but I don't break
I'm almost a sinner, nearly a saint
Finding with every breath I take
I'm not afraid of making mistakes
Sometimes it's wrong before it's right
That's what you call a perfect life
Gathering thorns from the stems of a thousand roses
Weathering storms on the long way home
I look for the sweet in every bitter moment tasted
In every last mistake I see the other side
I've been walking asleep, dreaming awake
Finding I bend but I don't break
I'm almost a sinner, nearly a saint
Finding with every breath I take
I'm not afraid of making mistakes
Sometimes it's wrong before it's right
That's what you call a perfect
That's what you call a perfect
That's what you call a perfect life
I've been walking asleep, dreaming awake
Finding I bend but I don't break
I'm almost a sinner, nearly a saint
Finding with every breath I take
I'm not afraid of making mistakes
Sometimes it's wrong before it's right
And that's what you call a perfect
That's what you call a perfect
And that's what you call a perfect life
Maybe I thrive outside the comfort zone
What is a prize without a fight?
Yeah, I got addicted
To what I thought I wanted, and all along
I've been walking asleep, dreaming awake
Finding I bend but I don't break
I'm almost a sinner, nearly a saint
Finding with every breath I take
I'm not afraid of making mistakes
Sometimes it's wrong before it's right
That's what you call a perfect life
Gathering thorns from the stems of a thousand roses
Weathering storms on the long way home
I look for the sweet in every bitter moment tasted
In every last mistake I see the other side
I've been walking asleep, dreaming awake
Finding I bend but I don't break
I'm almost a sinner, nearly a saint
Finding with every breath I take
I'm not afraid of making mistakes
Sometimes it's wrong before it's right
That's what you call a perfect
That's what you call a perfect
That's what you call a perfect life
I've been walking asleep, dreaming awake
Finding I bend but I don't break
I'm almost a sinner, nearly a saint
Finding with every breath I take
I'm not afraid of making mistakes
Sometimes it's wrong before it's right
And that's what you call a perfect
That's what you call a perfect
And that's what you call a perfect life
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Writer(s): Lindy Robbins, Lindsey Ray, Dave Bassett
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