Perfection and Grace (Total Fucking Pizza Party Remix)

from Discipline EP Remixes by Panic Bomber

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I've been suspecting unease
There's a change coming on the breeze
We're stuck out on the high seas
We keep on battling

Come on
I'm searching through all the muck
High and low without luck
I'm sick to my stomach
Because I'm looking for

A perfect place in time where my body is in motion
With pure heart and devotion
Oh it must exist
My baby baby baby
You're thinking of my safety
But all I'm striving lately
Is for immortality

Heaven save us from our own bad hands
With perfection and grace through to the bitter end
Science save us from the bitter end
With perfection and grace we will meet again