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I’m always waiting for perfection But when something shows direction I look past the connection And make up an objection I can’t handle rejection If I’m not your selection I can’t look at my reflection So instead of showing you affection I make a projection That has a defection Love is an infection No matter my introspection I need protection I wish there was an injection That causes more circumspection Because you can see in my complexion The result is my subjection Which leads to eventual dejection
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 8:09 PM UTC
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I’m always waiting for perfection But when something shows direction I look past the connection And make up an objection I can’t handle rejection If I’m not your selection I can’t look at my reflection So instead of showing you affection I make a projection That has a defection Love is an infection No matter my introspection I need protection I wish there was an injection That causes more circumspection Because you can see in my complexion The result is my subjection Which leads to eventual dejection
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 8:09 PM UTC
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