Perkins

I washed my body for somebody else I put on our conversations in my head I catch myself talking to myself Brittle goes the clarity and you gave up on that I will ignore the formula I'll turn my back on my to-do stacks Just keep standing through the months Turning off my brain in the presence of the ideal judge I wash my body promoting my true self This is just acting to convince myself I'm scared to death I can forget your countenance If you come back I won't be able to give up on that I found the perfect formula To turn the tables on this one Just to admit that I've been trapped To me this is the hardest part Better stop this sabotage Run-for-cover is a way to start I can't stand it through the months No more question marks