Perfection lyrics

by

Quid & TomBombGrenade


Heavily lacking in affection through a cracked mirror's reflection
In essence, direction destined to demonstrate and condemn this
Calamitous little question: who’s exactly in possession
Of the image staring back through glass? Systematically sectioned
Everything had to be the best; and, yes, that sanity is tested
When we can't commit to semblance of fact, we enact amendments
To alter one's truth and/or establish some corrеction
Infectious: this here obsеssion with enhancements and in excess
It never gets any easier, pressures of the media
Messages received and all the effort to be seen as indefectible
They’re teaching us a lesson in allegiance: just
Follow trends and keep it hush, allow the lens to be the crux
Or centerpiece that leads to what, when, why, or how we see the sum
Of everything that we've become or haven't yet achieved. Enough
Analogies; cease with the comparisons presented
Perfection's a perception, a personal preference; pressure is

Survival. Idle is different from idol
Everything is measured by an effort to be like those
Why don't signs show of detrimental cycles?
Perhaps the answer, simplest, is that this is not depictive of
Survival. Idle is different from idol
Everything is measured by an effort to be like those
Why don't signs show of detrimental cycles?
Perhaps the answer, richest, is said image isn't prideful

Why though?

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