A / Abigail / A Long March To Perfection
A long march to perfection You even said it yourself Even created us so we would hurt How broken I come to you in pain How forgetful I must be
(Chorus:) To turn away To fail beyond misery Awake me from sin At last
Taken from hindsight Clear skies peek in around my eyes Under these walls that hold My eyes from looking forward
Take this heart make it yours Specific thoughts destruct certain hearts Those hearts should be in a safe place Put this nightmare to death
We'll Put this to death
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