To be or not to be
To free or not to free
To crawl or not to crawl
Fuck all those perfect people
To sleep or not to sleep
To creep or not to creep
And some can’t remember, what others recall
Fuck all those perfect people
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through
I’m not talking ’bout you
To stand or not to stand
To plan or not to plan
To store or not to store
Fuck all those perfect people
To drink or not to drink
To think or not to think
Some choose to dismember, you’re rising your thoughts
And fuck all those perfect people
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through
I’m not talking ’bout you!
To sing or not to sing
To swing or not to swing
Hell, he fills up the silence like a choke on the wall
Fuck all those perfect people
To pray or not to pray
To sway or not to sway
Jesus died for something, or nothing at all
Fuck all those perfect people
Sleepy eyes, waltzing through
I’m not talking ’bout you
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