Perfectly Wrong Songtext
von 8th Sin
Perfectly Wrong Songtext
Abrahadabra in rebound
You′re being sedUsed by bewitching sound
Enchanting silence mirrorize
"Sorcery" is how you colorize
This wrong is never delete-able
Their mind-virus unacceptable
These well-synched eye-lies so pious
This is so wrong it's religious
Book-marked moments are ready labeled
Our out-of-frame-falling they disabled
Then is slaps you awaked incarnate
All is what
It′s not
Your
Fate
Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut
Certainty
Repeated copy of
Presently
Abrahadabra now unbound
You're being abused by their drug profound
Book-marked moments mesmerized
All our lives we've been telev-eyezed
Book-marked moments are ready labeled
Our out-of-frame-falling they disabled
Then is slaps you awaked incarnate
All is what
It′s not
Your
Fate
Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut
Certainty
Repeated copy of
Presently
Their steady slow-motion
Reversed would-be
Strained distraction is no mystery
Their forced attraction is but history
A clear-sight potion
Victory
Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut
Certainty
Repeated copy
Copy
Copy
Copy
I say this is perfectly wrong
All of you must come along
Get in line for that certainty
You′re just a copy if
You
Can't
See
You′re being sedUsed by bewitching sound
Enchanting silence mirrorize
"Sorcery" is how you colorize
This wrong is never delete-able
Their mind-virus unacceptable
These well-synched eye-lies so pious
This is so wrong it's religious
Book-marked moments are ready labeled
Our out-of-frame-falling they disabled
Then is slaps you awaked incarnate
All is what
It′s not
Your
Fate
Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut
Certainty
Repeated copy of
Presently
Abrahadabra now unbound
You're being abused by their drug profound
Book-marked moments mesmerized
All our lives we've been telev-eyezed
Book-marked moments are ready labeled
Our out-of-frame-falling they disabled
Then is slaps you awaked incarnate
All is what
It′s not
Your
Fate
Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut
Certainty
Repeated copy of
Presently
Their steady slow-motion
Reversed would-be
Strained distraction is no mystery
Their forced attraction is but history
A clear-sight potion
Victory
Everything is so perfectly wrong
All in itself just coming along
All is wide-shut
Certainty
Repeated copy
Copy
Copy
Copy
I say this is perfectly wrong
All of you must come along
Get in line for that certainty
You′re just a copy if
You
Can't
See
Writer(s): Michael Peter Bohlin, Anthony Juhani Eldhed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com