Слот – Lego английская версия 3

Searching to find perfection... it’s my obsession.
Never the right guy is nearby. (I have tried to make you see)
I don’t know why (if you’d only come with me)
I can’t find (you would never even try,)
the one in my mind. (but here I am open your eyes)

So my ego needs perfection.

He’s just a token Lego collection I’ve broken. Yes, I broke him.

Ok... so you want to try to be God to me.
I know you can’t be. So stop it. (beat my head against the wall)
Don’t want it. (as I pace within this hall)
Why bother? (sick of looking for the key)
I’ll find another. (you’re still alone. why can’t you see?)

So my ego needs perfection.
He’s just a token Lego collection I’ve broken. Yes, I broke him.
So now I watch the princes falter as traces of tears slide down like blood on my altar.
Here live your fears, dear.

Used to think we’d live without care... just do as we chose
in the house we’d built together we constructed with Legos.
In this world we’d start our own religion--anything goes,
and our house would be super, and this world too I supposed.

An avalanche of fears jaded pride just destroyed it.
My second half, my one and only heart, exploded,
and the hatchet she buried cut deep into my soul and sinew.
There’s nothing left of me now... no way I can continue.

(So still my) So still my ego needs perfection.
He’s just a token Lego collection I’ve broken. Yes, I broke him.
The winds can blow me to wherever and still I will try.
Even if it takes forever I will find my prize.