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III. Perfect Day - Luis (2) (Ft. Lou Reed)
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III. Perfect Day Luis (2) (Ft. Lou Reed)

III. Perfect Day - Luis (2) (Ft. Lou Reed)
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I was like this skill outta deal with the ills of life
This honest plight
Has me on point to fly
But when knocked I look back in desperation
The need for retention
The repression of my awful depression
Capsule after capsule on a search for a death wish
Hardly distinguished
Looking for the push above average
Just a junior in high school with insecurities
And self esteem issues
For these eyes you were a perfect visual
My persistence was knocked by not knowing what to do
A lot of growing to do
Sometimes I ask god why I met you so soon
Now I sit here and ask myself what was my perfect day
Sitting in class seeing you everyday
A haze in a beautiful maze
Taze my brain to keep me wide-awake

Hook-

These losing ways
Have me trying to paint my perfect day
Lookin back my rage kept me sane
During those awful days you in my life got me through that stage
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