The Perfectionist Lyrics

Born a perfectionist, and thoughts that I wrestle with due

Lack of awareness because not satisfied with what is

I don't know where it comes from, just know the more that I give

The more I feel like I fail, constantly fighting myself deep within

So deep within, been trying, my hardest don't know where to begin

Exhausted from constantly trying to be perfect In order to connect, have to accept I'm imperfect

Let's start from being a son, especially one The only one a father had to harness to become

The strongest one with shoes to fill that's larger than beachfronts

Constructed wills that went to spill perfectionist to rushed

Conversations discussed were heavy and blunt But came with love and heavy trust, inheriting wisdom

He had a company to run and I was the next one

But all I had was couple books and rhymes that were undone

He always respected it, but he had some troubles with me

Missing some work a few days due to me staying up just

Writing my stories to press play, discipline constantly traded

He was just losing his patience, pushing me to carry his name

Worried I'd carry it with shame, worried not reaching his heights

I'd end up doing the most, so much I'd constantly fight

Myself not doing enough, I want to give him the world

To me it's never enough, when is it ever enough

Born a perfectionist and thoughts that I wrestle with due

Lack of awareness because not satisfied with what is

I don't know where it comes from, just know the more that I give

The more I feel like I fail, constantly fighting myself

Deep within, so deep within Been trying my hardest, don't know where to begin

Exhausted from constantly trying to be perfect In order to connect, have to accept I'm imperfect

Born a perfectionist and thoughts that I wrestle with due

Lack of awareness because not satisfied with what is

I don't know where it comes from, just know the more that I give

The more I feel like I fail, constantly fighting myself

Deep within, so deep within Been trying my hardest, don't know where to begin

Exhausted from constantly trying to be perfect In order to connect, have to accept I'm imperfect

When is it ever enough, it's never enough I try to be so perfect for her, I constantly run

I have a temper, I hurt people close Maybe more than I love

I push away my friends, even her Whenever I'm numb

I have a problem with having some pride And proving them wrong

Or the fact I just procrastinate songs Perfecting my wrongs, perfecting my lines

With every thought, connecting my rhymes Detecting my flaws, the itch that I find

Of trying some more, perfecting lines like one you just saw

Still not satisfied, I have to climb the highest of bars

The brightest of stars, with every line I still look for more

When is it enough, when every genius dies from the cause

Perfectionist skin, I'm done being So picture perfect, I know with my purpose

Imperfection's is where the worth is Just picture me rolling, I'm not perfect

It's teaching me something that's true and it's known We're all just imperfectly perfect, I guess

Born a perfectionist, and thoughts that I wrestle with due

Lack of awareness because not satisfied with what is

I don't know where it comes from, just know the more that I give

The more I feel like I fail, constantly fighting myself

Deep within, so deep within Been trying my hardest, don't know where to begin

Exhausted from constantly trying to be perfect In order to connect, have to accept I'm imperfect