I know I’m not perfect, I know I got issues. I know that I’ve got a sorted past And yes, some bad tattoos
I’m not a model. I’m not a saint I’m sorry, but I’m just not sorry, Cause I swear and cause I drink,
But maybe it’s about the time To let all of the love back into the light Maybe it’s about the perfect place To let go and Forget about the hate Love into the light
I know we’re all different Baby that’s life But of all of these differences They make me feel alive
And I’ve got this question, yeah Been burning through my head Can’t we all get over ourselves And just stop talking ****
Maybe it’s about the time To let all of the love back into the light Maybe it’s about the perfect place To let go and forget about the hate Love into the light.