It's hard to conceive perfection ..... Get it?
Listen I'm a intimate guy I hope you notice by my secrets.
Just to lay down with this kind you have to be blameless.
As if you were a...a.....a ******
But oh can I tell you when I saw that it had no limits !
It was like ummm it was like I was French kissing Greatness.
Oh and the tough was in excellence!
Why do we say no ones perfect? When numbers can count themselves to infinty and above that?!
Probably cause we know the lines of our insecurities and we rehearsed it.....
Not pointing the finger, how can I ? When I'm using everything I got to witness another in encounter with perfection..
That will be my melody,
You can rehearse your lines there calling there playing your music.
Or you can fall into my words and ohh it's okay to get erected
For we we will be in love with perfection.

Regretful tears on tissues,
As I watched all my issues...grow.
Was it lust when I kissed you or was it hurt when you pulled back...ouch.
When the thoughts sprinkled in, your name was in my head.
This nonsense... I promised
You wouldn't tell I didn't tell. So foolish!
Your zipper down my button fell. These secrets
Oh these secrets....

Soft hair on my sheets,
Closed eyes with smooth feet.
My hands stroke in gladness, my heart singing deceit.
Now the thoughts flooding in,
Your laying on my chest.
My conscience.......what's nonsense?
You wouldn't tell I didn't tell. So foolish!
My problem now, I have to tell. These secrets
Oh these secrets.....
Can you keep a secret?

Remember the pain, never forgetting the pleasure.
Should he do it again.. I mean the needles already in him.
Heat the thoughts up, his hands are not gentle.
Satisfied by fantasy, some would call it abominable.
Judgement is calamity, darkness watch in a peep hole.
Vains pop out the floor is so comfortable.
No longer here me and lust is identical.
I *** no **** but this is so cereal.
He's a murderer as he's killing his children
.......he stops and looks around and says "Man what am I doing"?
The spirit was right I have the wrong intentions.
Left hand was drenched as the tears started Rollin.
He's back and there ain't nobody to help him,
He laughs just to stop the crying.
Rehab... rehab.... That's all he's givin
Cleaning the mess as he notice the needles ....I mean it's already in him.