Perfect - Chris Rivers, Oswin Benjamin

Well I never loved myself but right now I’m in love with two bitches

I mean women, I mean prisons, I mean prisms

They catch my light, they catch mine

I should reflect it, I been neglected

You been neglected, she been neglected

I feel pathetic I try to compensate with corrections

Make sure the condom straight, if you pregnant

That’ll just complicate our obsession

We should just conversate, in a common place

I can’t concentrate 'cause you kinda taste like heaven

I got wifey at home and I love her but she’s here and she’s cold

And you’re new and you’re warm

You’re like my sunshine she’s like my storm and

But you can’t have cloudy skies on bright day (Bright day)

That’s what they might say (Might say)

And what if they up and left?

(Up and left)

Shit this ain’t the right way (Right way)

Well fuck is you talking 'bout?

You don’t know shit about what I been goin' through

When you feel pissed that the world is controllin' you

You don’t know Chris you just know what I’m showin' you

I ain’t fulfilled, fillin' this hole in you (Hole in you)

Holding you, no one knew

What it did, even I, didn’t know

Where’d it go?

What this is

Maybe I find the grit to man up and combine this shit

Then I can finally live

You’re not a bitch, you’re not a bitch, I’m not a dick

To be real, we’re kinda kids

Maybe I find a way, maybe it’s not my day

Namaste, maybe I’ll find the days

We ain’t even kinda great

But right now

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

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We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

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We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

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We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

Yeah, yeah

Chitter chatter didn’t matter but the pitter patter of your heart did

Flat line drop dead gorgeous bitch, get hard dick

I’m all ears like cartilage

Listened to your blues like Carter did

True colors in a stroke off top died here father did

You in silk robes, me on tip toes

Sneakin' up on you while you sift through clothes

Kissed your nose and picked you up and filled your holes

Then licked your soul

I knew I flew by the sun too close when I looked right at ya baby

I knew I blew my last chance at hope if I just didn’t ask ya baby

Like will you be mine until the end of time?

At least 'til the stars align and space and time

Collapse in the face of yours attached to mine

At least to pass the time then

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

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We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

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We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

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We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect

We could be perfect, ayy, we could be perfect, ayy

We could be perfect