Flawed Design - Saint Asonia

Why do we do these terrible things we do?

Pretending there’s a cloud of fog we can’t see through

And I know I’ve said some things I’ll always regret

But you’re the only one I know who sees through all that

Someday, someway

If we could find the words to say

There’d be no more fighting, no taking sides

And up on the shelf above us, our ideas turn to rust

And the things we love they lose their shine

It’s a flawed design

I will never say I’ll do something I won’t do

'Cause I can’t live with myself if I don’t pull through

Right here’s the only place that I wanna be with you

Someday, someway

If we could find the words to say

There’d be no more fighting, no taking sides

And up on the shelf above us, our ideas turn to rust

And the things we love they lose their shine

Oh, it’s a flawed design

Get away, get away, get away if you can

'Cause this is the world I’m fighting for

Someday, someway

If we could find the words to say

There’d be no more fighting, no taking sides

And up on the shelf above us, our ideas turn to rust

And the things we love they lose their shine

Oh, it’s a flawed design

Oh, it’s a flawed design