Lyrics

THE PERFECT SON

Born under wrong stars, born in the wrong year
Born at a bad time, all pointed to bad signs
Wrong place, wrong time

They gave him a name
From a biblical parody
The loneliest shepherd boy
Turned out it was prophecy
He was the perfect son
He did what was told
He was the perfect son

Born with an old soul he felt things so deeply
“You're always so sensitive”, his heart darkened quickly
But old souls have old wounds
And old wounds always have scars
Some find them beautiful
Some turn them to art
He was the perfect son
His silence was gold
He was the perfect son

He didn't have to be told twice

Perfect son, he did what was told
He was the perfect son

You wanted a son, What you got was a shadow
You wanted a son, What you got was a shadow
Leave him to his own devices, look how creative he is, everything’s fine
Neglect him to his own devices he’ll be fine, look how creative he is, everything;s fine

Planted a seed, didn't know what it needs
So it grew up like a weed
But weeds can be pretty cant they?
And weeds can be pretty cant they
But weeds can be pretty cant they?

And the uglier you are, the more special you are
And the uglier you are, the more special you are

He was the perfect son, he did what was told
Didn't have to be told twice
He didn't have to be told twice
He didn't have to be told twice.