Perfect Love by Sophe Lux Lyrics
Oh the nightmare where your mother appears
From the ground kissed by her heavenly tears
When the voice disappears
There's nothing to fear
Because all my desires have been satisfied
It's just a perfect love
It's just a hyperbolae of love
It's just a perfect love
A divine and creepy love
Show how in the hell
Can you sleep at night
Heart's been reckless like the morning wind
And old number seven wasn't treating you right
So you followed them down in the morning
Oh billows of ice
In a cold polar light
And the painful wounds
Of swinging things
The lover's boat breaks
And as its sinking away
The void is asking me to jump into it
It's just a perfect love
It's just a hyperbolae of love
It's just a perfect love
A divine and creepy love
Show how in the hell
Can you sleep at night
Heart's been reckless like the morning wind
And old number seven wasn't treating you right
So you followed them down in the morning
Oh what wounds
Are the forms that you say
You've been grieving your eyes
Of their images
And the artist and the lover
They've been running away
But the world is just a fact of reversers
It's just a perfect love
It's just a hyperbolae of love
It's just a perfect love
A divine and creepy love
Show how in the hell
Can you sleep at night
Heart's been reckless like the morning wind
And old number seven wasn't treating you right
So you followed them down in the morning
From the ground kissed by her heavenly tears
When the voice disappears
There's nothing to fear
Because all my desires have been satisfied
It's just a perfect love
It's just a hyperbolae of love
It's just a perfect love
A divine and creepy love
Show how in the hell
Can you sleep at night
Heart's been reckless like the morning wind
And old number seven wasn't treating you right
So you followed them down in the morning
Oh billows of ice
In a cold polar light
And the painful wounds
Of swinging things
The lover's boat breaks
And as its sinking away
The void is asking me to jump into it
It's just a perfect love
It's just a hyperbolae of love
It's just a perfect love
A divine and creepy love
Show how in the hell
Can you sleep at night
Heart's been reckless like the morning wind
And old number seven wasn't treating you right
So you followed them down in the morning
Oh what wounds
Are the forms that you say
You've been grieving your eyes
Of their images
And the artist and the lover
They've been running away
But the world is just a fact of reversers
It's just a perfect love
It's just a hyperbolae of love
It's just a perfect love
A divine and creepy love
Show how in the hell
Can you sleep at night
Heart's been reckless like the morning wind
And old number seven wasn't treating you right
So you followed them down in the morning