Lyrics Thirteen Senses

Thirteen Senses

Perfect

Clothes to us dressed in ironed shirts

The smoke it fills our homes,

But its nice to feel it

Rise up through my bones,

Take it easy as it goes and laughs the most

Who ever lights a fire

No one sweat to break the cold

No one changed to fit the mould

Here's a share of what you've heard

Go spend it in a perfect world, on your own

Look, you shattered all the walls you built

Its just an ugly thought

It doesn't really matter

And as evening draws your self portrait full of flaws

And laughs the most

Whatever keeps it darkest

No one sweat to break the cold

No one changed to fit the mould

Here's a share of what you've heard

Go spend it in a perfect world, on your own