Every Boy Should Collect Knives

Build me a foundation

Not one of perfection

But one of structure and word

My eyes are upright, in constant search

Perfection, a shout Unconquerable

Aren't we all human

Aren't we all human

Our time is now, for we are running

Running out

We were never meant to be, We were never

Meant to be

Give me place, reasons to be strong

Reasons to be strong

Fallace, the enemy at my throat

Where do I stand

Then hear my ties to burden

And this is where I'm from

Build me a foundation

Not one of perfection

But one of structure and word

My eyes are upright, in constant search

Perfection, a shout Unconquerable

Aren't we all human

Aren't we all human

Who am I, who am I to listen to a voice unheard in truth

I am, I am made in imperfections

to be searching for something

found in ways of world we cannot know

Who am I to think I'm one with this

to devise a life and run with it

Well, I'm running away

Then hear my ties to burden

And this is where I'm from

So when my body fails me

And all my beliefs, taking flight

This is how you'll remember me

Will I ever be answered

Given so many

So many choices

So be it

This is where I stand

Build me a foundation

Not one of perfection

But one of structure and word

My eyes are upright, in constant search

Perfection, a shout Unconquerable

Aren't we all human

Aren't we all human