Perfect

[Verse 1: Chris Rivers]
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

[Chorus: Oswin Benjamin]
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
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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

[Verse 2: Chris Rivers]
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

[Chorus: Oswin Benjamin]
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