He's nearing the brink, but he thinks first The parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene D is for delightful And try and keep your trousers on I think you should know you're his favorite worst nightmare He knew what he wanted to say But he

Born from silence, silence full of it A perfect concert, my best friend So much to live for, so much to die for If only my heart had a home Sing what you can't say Forget what you can't play Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes Walk within my poetry, this

I'm making today a perfect day for you Making today a perfect day We're making today a perfect day You've never had a real birthday before Except, of course, the ones just spent outside my locked door So I'm here way too late to help you celebrate And be

I have just been waiting for the perfect Nothing that has happened so far has Been anything we could control Time to tell you I don't know Maybe I'm just reading into it a Little deeper than I should We would make it easy we would take It slowly if only

Come be the therapy for me You look like therapy Exactly what I need And me for you, tonight And I came here You're where the darkness meets the light, yeah The perfect remedy To heal this hurt in me To remember what it's like

I wouldn't have you any other way She don't think she worth it La, la-la, la-la, la Mmm-mm, oh-oh Oh-oh, Lil Boat (Javar said, "Pick up that bag", right?) In the mirror, she don't think she perfect Late night on the net, she be surfin' Looking for a

Nananana, yeah yeah Somebody with you And without you I am nothing But I feel like somebody with you So good that I don't deserve it So close that it's almost perfect To be laying in your arms Even though I broke your heart So high for the chance to fix

Oh and when I say beautiful, wonderful, one too good to be true, But when I say heaven I'll be laying by your side And about forever I mean as long as you'll be mine But when I say perfect, I mean every little thing that you do I mean you, I mean you I'm

It's a game you can't win I hear the waves Sun beatin' down on my shoulders It's a near-perfect day Wishin' I wouldn't get any older They say that it's gone 'fore you know it now

Spark the lye, QBC yo it's do or die In this, business and trifeness Dangerous sons, step back let the tech lift Check the shit I finesse this, for R.D., we chef shit Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds connect wit Lift you up, bless you with a shorty