This mind, you'll find, has been long abandoned
by the calming solace of discretion
Perfection. Pure and simple. Perfection
My mind is crippled by your wants
and yet, it yearns for nothing more
I hate myself for what I seek...
and that is you, perfection
You cunning angel of deceit
And while I weep for what I can't achieve
I see you taunting me, oh my sweet perfection
Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 11:06 AM UTC
This mind, you'll find, has been long abandoned
by the calming solace of discretion
Perfection. Pure and simple. Perfection
My mind is crippled by your wants
and yet, it yearns for nothing more
I hate myself for what I seek...
and that is you, perfection
You cunning angel of deceit
And while I weep for what I can't achieve
I see you taunting me, oh my sweet perfection