Saint John's Night - Hard Reset, Witches of Doom, Paul Bento

I’m so proud

Of all that shit we’ve made

Cause somehow

When we feel that pain

We understand that perfection truly has

Many meanings

So loud

Is what comes out from you

But no sound

From your mouth and you don’t know how I love What you didn’t say

Perfection finds its way

And its meaning

And the fireworks outside

In this Saint John’s night

Well it’s you, it’s you… Please you Be my meaning