Perkins

I washed my body for somebody else
I put on our conversations in my head
I catch myself talking to myself
Brittle goes the clarity and you gave up on that

I will ignore the formula
I'll turn my back on my to-do stacks
Just keep standing through the months
Turning off my brain in the presence of the ideal judge


I wash my body promoting my true self
This is just acting to convince myself
I'm scared to death I can forget your countenance
If you come back I won't be able to give up on that

I found the perfect formula
To turn the tables on this one
Just to admit that I've been trapped
To me this is the hardest part
Better stop this sabotage
Run-for-cover is a way to start
I can't stand it through the months
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