Lyrics Perfect Penmanship - Into It. Over It.

Perfect Penmanship

Still seeing double, drawing circles around my eyes
With what does wonders for the wandering mind.
No rest.
No photographs.
No waiting around
When I can just set it off (and set it off and set it off and set it off)
With who controls the longest line.
But you left your calling card penciled out in the snow.
It’s perfect penmanship.
Two consonants on a well-frosted window.
And then my stomach sank, drowning in the alphabet.
Your subtle signature’s now the white-out on your fingertip.
It’s you who controls the longest line.
It’s you who controls the light outside.
Sobering illustrations.
Primaries stay the same.
Sobering illustrations and I’m to blame, but I still say we slow down.
Don’t you know we all talk too loud?
Slow down.
Don’t you know we all talk and talk and talk?
Slow down.
Don’t you know we all talk too loud?
Slow down.
Don’t you know we all talk?
You left your calling card, now penciled out in the snow.
You set it off (and set it off and set it off and set it off).
No rest.
No photographs.
No waiting around when I know.
You set it off (and set it off and set it off).