CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : All Imperfect Things

Painting pictures of broken pasts
When colours never mean (Putting one word over another)
Hopes and dreams in menageries
Now the shards fall on the ground (Never leaving a trace)
With our hopes and with our minds
Gluing our hope back together (Take it because I'm sick)
Only to break another day
Break another day

I am not who you thought I was
I don't even know who the f*ck I am seeing
I saw your picture in a photograph
And that's where I thought I dwelt

In you, in you, in you
Make me like it
In you, in you, in you
Make me like myself
In you, in you, in you
We're so imperfect
In you, in you, in you
Our struggles are imperfect

You'll never take it
Thought I know you'll try
You'll never take it
All
All
These
Imperfect things
(This is a statement, a statement of self-respect)