Virtual Bird - Virtual Bird

Imperfection

I'm not surprised that I'm dead
Writing horoscopes and lazy writings as I lay in bed
Punch me in the teeth
And let my stomach breathe

Prying my fathers ear the fascinating colours that pollute the engineers
They made all of us, with tiny imperfections within perfection it's so weird
Its far too much to discuss

Foraging for meaning in a hospital gown
Waiting on my payment for converting them sky high
There is no song that's long enough to explain why I feel down
I want to know more about you but I don't want to pry



Credits
Writer(s): Sabastian West
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Other Album Tracks

  1. Imperfection
  2. Imperfection, Pt. 2
  3. The President Is Dyin'
  4. Homeless Youth Song

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Altri album

  1. Words - Single
  2. Propaganda Of The Deed
  3. Passin By
  4. Janes Dysphoria
  5. Black Roses
  6. Count It
  7. Before I Die
  8. Burning House
  9. Artificial Violence
  10. Grievers

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