I can't be touched
I'm impervious
I'm dangerous
I might be a god
I have the skill
And I have the will
I'm not run o' the mill
Am I real or fraud
I break the mold
I never grow old
Of this I'm told
That I can't lose
I'm not a fake
Don't know mistake
Your heart I'll take
How can you refuse
And when you try to find my weakness you'll find
That I'm infallible all the time
Make a contract
And I'll surely act
On a legal pact
Won't break my word to you
Be your anything
Be your everything
Be your nothin' thing
Be whatever I'm supposed to
And when you try to find my weakness you'll find
That I'm infallible all the time
There is nothing I cannot do or be
But this perfectionism don't come free
I may have searched far and wide for you
But to thine own self you gotta be true
Description
If I were totally fearless and not at all being ironic, I'd write this kind of song. Oh, wait...I did. A good jam song and lyrics that I really dig.