Chris Miles - Perfect lyrics

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Enjoy the small things

The world spins fast while you don't feel nothing

Every now and then I wanna crawl in the crawl space

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 shit so you know I gotta vent

I tell every girl I meet that my song’s 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

Bitch, it's me myself and I, we some pronouns

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 feeling insecure and I know that

Sometimes I feel the same, no lie

Then I wonder why I'm tryna be perfect

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

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, when 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 about my teeth, no, no

My happiness backward

Making mistakes because this life is a crash course with trap doors

Feel like Mr. Jones chasing 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 your life ends and your carcass 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

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