Vanity Score-Race The Sun

Perfection, we cannot live as prophets We cannot sleep tonight Given life＇s breath everyday＇s a privilege Nipping, at our heels attempting, to lead us off these cliffs Heartache navigate We＇re taking the long way home Chalkline＇s traced but I haven＇t hit the ground just yet Looking up, they formed a circle It starts to pour, this ledge is slippery when wet I＇ve got my best shoes on Tied so tight Reflecting light They＇re waiting They＇re planning Black umbrella day I wake to you Blind sided, sidestepping My eye lids have been sewed shut I can see between these threads Success, trial without a jury I stutter in defense Focus on these veins Like highways, they bind and they twist This witness bench has been empty Cells have clashed like head on collision course