Hey little sister where are you going so pale Is it really the end of your days They say you’re only learning when you fail Could it be you’re stuck in a phase In my world perfection is boring The cracks and the scars is what make things unique It's hard, but it's best to ignore it To chase the horizon for something you will never see Perfection is boring to me Hey little brother I hope you know you’re ok
Tall ladders can be tricky to climb As we all know Rome wasn’t built in a day With baby steps you'll get there in time It’s a trap, it’s lie, it’s a mental ball and chain It’s a thorn in your side It’s a hungry pitbull untied It’s a spell, it’s a joke, it’s a trick played by your brain It’s the models sickly pale It’s a pointless twice told tale