Perfect Lyrics - Knapsack

He carves the lines 

In perfect a thousand times 

And soon it will be 

He sings a song 

It's out of tune 

It's all wrong 

And soon it will be 

His hands, they shake 

Aface in not pine 

And soon it will be 

His lanterns he lights 

Can luminate his life 

And soon it will be 

He tries to build 

The fog lights can't be filled 

And soon it will be 

His hands they shake 

Aface in not in pine 

And soon it will be 

And it sits in his right hand 

But he never understands 

And while nothing's getting done 

He's just waiting to become