Direction - Mat Kerekes

I need direction for all of my callousing

Standing, screaming that «the time is now»

Spend your money when you’re rich in a way you don’t need

A bare perfection all of the way down

I need substance, spit me out into the street

You’re heavy, almost continually

You can take it but you better give it back to me

Spend your week searching for a way out

I need direction, feet first into me

Where do you find yourself when you are out?

I dive in quick then I stand in the wind until I’m clean

I owe you everything until now

I need substance, give me a time and place

Seed my everything until I’m sound

Nothing is worth it unless you stay put when it’s set free

You are perfection all of the way down

You’re my perfection all of the way down

I could be anything that you want

I wouldn’t mind if you handed me a loaded gun

Crack a smile while you turn the safety off

I’ll destroy anything that you want me to

Help me try and understand what you’re going through

Crack the door as you turn yourself away