笨小笨The Perfectionist歌词由Sonniah演唱，出自专辑《The Perfectionist》，下面是《The Perfectionist》完整版歌词！
The Perfectionist歌词完整版
When his goals come crushing
(inside his mind),
He tries to move it on.
Surface level sufficiency's not for him,
He needs to stand out from his kin.
Even if he's a dreamer (a day-time one)
His chisel's always sharp.
Consistency is a perk which is hard to win.
The road he's taken is hard but it is uphill.
He aims for the top.
Silver's for runners-up.
No thought in his mind
About losing the ground.
All the sweat and the stress
Is the price to be above all.
Reaching for gold,
But there's no hand to hold.
And his goals keep crushing (inside his mind)
He never moves it on
His pillow's hard as a rock when he tries to sleep.
There must be something left to complete.
Uncertainties are smothering. (they've always been)
They tear his mind apart.
Out of the mist of confusion he scans the skies
Searching the light of the angels with pleading eyes.
Sealed into his dark perception,
Bearer of his own obsession,
He's the one to take the action,
Empty pot of satisfaction,
Burnished iron, meant to rust.
There's no fracture in his crust.
He is The Perfectionist...
Or.. Is he?
Isn't it just an illusion?
To tell himself when he doesn't find pleasure in anything...
I thought he was at the eleventh hour,
I thought it's too late for him,
Then, he got from mountain top to the ocean
And I wasn't ready to fall...
Down!
Sealed into his dark perception,
Bearer of his own obsession,
He's the one to take the action,
Empty pot of satisfaction,
Burnished iron, meant to rust.
There's no fracture in his crust.
