Perfect
We are perfect in our own minds I admit
We are perfect in our own minds
To offer up the night as the stars begin to fall,
To love the things we hate,
As we pray for so much more
Than we are because, searching for ourselves, because
We are perfect in our own minds I admit
We are perfect in our own minds
To contemplate the earth while our heads are in the sand
To want to stay alive is to want to put our hands inside the fires that
We know will always burn because
We are perfect in our own minds I admit
We are perfect in our own minds I admit
[talking]
We are perfect in our own minds I admit
We are perfect in our own minds[]