Bent To Perfection Lyrics

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.