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Imperfect Video (MV)




Performed By: Lucas Jones
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: Lucas Wingard




Lucas Jones - Imperfect Lyrics




You know what the poet think? Why we all ain't free
Clouds hover over me, why they gotta go for me?
I just want a better life but that ain't chose me
I ain't got shit to look forward to

I be on the low so much don't nobody notice me
I don't really pour this much but life been cold to me
Ain't got no-one to grow with, and my mind so f*cked up that
I just might blow it, mom's hope for better than that
But I can't control it
Know you can make art out of pain you fell and I'm gon' show it
But it's been hard tryna be myself, all of these scars tryna please who else
Now it's f*ck y'all, I don't need no help, all of this time only need myself
I know I probably sound crazy
Hope this don't pass to my baby, but I ain't thinking that far
Barely thinking about tomorrow, black and white like noir
And who else better for the score? It's not a question I assure
I know the road, know the way, still it's all downhill from here, baby

You know what the poet think? Why we all ain't free
Clouds hover over me, why they gotta go for me?
I just want a better life but that ain't chose me
I ain't got shit to look forward to

I'm imperfect, I don't know my worth but I think I'm worth it
I don't go to church but, I see the hearses little way too much
I'm just sinking in the mud but I haven't given up (Yet)
'Least not today
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You know what the poet think? Why we all ain't free
Clouds hover over me, why they gotta go for me?
I just want a better life but that ain't chose me
I ain't got shit to look forward to

I be on the low so much don't nobody notice me
I don't really pour this much but life been cold to me
Ain't got no-one to grow with, and my mind so f*cked up that
I just might blow it, mom's hope for better than that
But I can't control it
Know you can make art out of pain you fell and I'm gon' show it
But it's been hard tryna be myself, all of these scars tryna please who else
Now it's f*ck y'all, I don't need no help, all of this time only need myself
I know I probably sound crazy
Hope this don't pass to my baby, but I ain't thinking that far
Barely thinking about tomorrow, black and white like noir
And who else better for the score? It's not a question I assure
I know the road, know the way, still it's all downhill from here, baby

You know what the poet think? Why we all ain't free
Clouds hover over me, why they gotta go for me?
I just want a better life but that ain't chose me
I ain't got shit to look forward to

I'm imperfect, I don't know my worth but I think I'm worth it
I don't go to church but, I see the hearses little way too much
I'm just sinking in the mud but I haven't given up (Yet)
'Least not today
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Writer: Lucas Wingard
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