Letra de Bent To Perfection
So pack your bags weá¢â‚¬â„¢re going on a guilt trip. Youá¢â‚¬â„¢re not so innocent, but doná¢â‚¬â„¢t tell me. Your new voice has got that tinge of bitterness. The ghosts of hope have vanished. Doná¢â‚¬â„¢t tell me that youá¢â‚¬â„¢ve changed. I can see it in your face. As it ends, my life begins. Iá¢â‚¬â„¢m staying bent. A blind maná¢â‚¬â„¢s dream, our final scene. Iá¢â‚¬â„¢m on my way, take me there faster. So hop on, Iá¢â‚¬â„¢m going on my ego trip. No more fucking commitment. Heá¢â‚¬â„¢s got a Lexus, thatá¢â‚¬â„¢s quite impressive. I look away but then the stains of yesterday cloud my mind and I say: á¢â‚¬Å“Iá¢â‚¬â„¢m sorry for living for that perfect feeling.á¢â‚¬Â Iá¢â‚¬â„¢m fine, so sublime and dry-eyed.
My bent life.