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letra de perfect - chris miles

[verse 1]
enjoy the small things
the world spins fast while you don’t feel nothing
every now and then i wanna crawl in the crawl sp-ce
and cry like a crow without a crumb in the corn maze
all day i spend time in my mind just pondering
it feels like that my life is awkwardness
silent moments, lots of focus
tryna work up on my craft like an artisan
man, i got too many worries to worry about a thing
i go through sh-t so you know i gotta vent
i tell every girl i meet that my songs about them
and every single one believe me, my bad, yeah, my bad
will they ever call back or will they forget
i don’t know now
everybody i see is see through so i do not care for
these people who claiming i sold out
b-tch, it’s me myself and i, we some pr-nouns
they say i’m too real, that’s just how i’m programmed
got some new deals, but i’m still the old kid
that i was once was back up when i had that old sound
tell her take my hand, we could slow dance
i see you feelin’ insecure and i know that
sometimes i feel the same, no lie
then i wonder why i’m tryna be perfect

[hook]
i’m not perfect, you’re not perfect
we’re not perfect, what is perfect?
don’t believe that you’re not worth it
just keep asking what is perfect?

[verse 2]
they tell me pray to god for god’s sake
guess i’m close-minded if i don’t like your way
ain’t my fault, i like to sleep on sunday
i like my clothes folded, but i don’t like folding
i wanna have faith, but it’s hard to believe
but i’m not perfect
i could never look myself in the mirror with ease
but i’m worth it
i like to sing, but i can’t really sing (no no)
they tell me i should rap more
i try to smile without worrying bout my t–th (no no)
my happiness backward
makin’ mistakes because this life a crash course with trap doors
feel like mr.jones chasin’ gold with mad boulders
i hate liars, but lies i have spoken
i put it on life that life is not so golden
every now and then i feel blue, well, how far is gargamell?
i’m still afraid of death like
when ya life ends and ya carcuss smell?
none of us picture perfect, but you know that i notice
man, i got insecurities physically mixed with emotions
i see that people got problems, probably hating is coping
so come together as one and let it out of yours lungs like what

[hook]
i’m not perfect, you’re not perfect
we’re not perfect, what is perfect?
don’t believe that you’re not worth it
just keep asking what is perfect?

- chris miles

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