Текст песни Constellations, The - Perfect Day

The wind blows cool across my faceI can the smell the taste a trace of laceThere's something sinister in placeIt leaves me restless with no peaceSo it's a perfect day to fade awayIt's a perfect day to turn away and runIt's a perfect day to go and tie one offIt's a perfect day to waste awayA perfect plot to playJust another perfect dayBut before you know it's goneMy mind slips further from what's realTake my hands away from the steering wheelI'm crashing coming down in waves

I wipe the sweat from upon my faceAnd it's a perfect day to leave this placeIt's a perfect day to hide in my own homeIt's a perfect day and it's taking its tollIt's a perfect day to waste awayYour perfect part to playJust another perfect dayBut before you know it's goneIt's a perfect day to hide down in my homeIt's a perfect day and it's taking its tollIt's a perfect day to waste awayYour perfect part to playJust another perfect dayBut before you know it's gone
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