Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Perfect, artist - Chris Rivers. Album song G.I.T.U., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Perfect |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |