Best Interest - Portrait Perfect lyrics

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We sit on top of this blue tower

And watch the fog talk to each other

There's more traffic out here than on the 405

But we're flying

We're flying higher than the clouds tonight

So do I...

So do I...

So do I...

So do I go and expect to return?

So do I...

So do I...

So do I go and expect to return?

The second hand counts two for every second, one

While the music screams for a fistfight

Against my eardrums and the volume knob

There are not tap-outs tonight

We'll lay our heads against the wall

And wait until they begin to bruise

Because the blackest nights could use some blue

To paint the portrait perfect image that fills our eyes.

This was the first time but we're remembering the last

The most perfect things are anything

At least for tonight