Perfect

Lyrics

[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 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 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 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 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 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