Hard to imagine, so hard to perceive
To find an expression for what it all means
Panic and struggle, d**h and decay
It's coming together in relative ways
This electric guitar hanging to my knees
Gotta a couple of verses I can barely breathe
But it's all right, it's okay
It's coming together in relative ways
It's okay, I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's okay, I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
And it's started to happen, it's started to change
Movement up on us, hope we make it okay
Takes a life or a couple of days
It's coming together in relative ways
A electric guitar hangs to my knees
Gotta a couple of verses I can barely breathe
It's all right, it's okay
It's coming together in relative ways
It's okay, I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's okay, I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's okay, I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes
It's okay, I'm a saint
I forgave your mistakes