You know it's crumbling down.
There's no feeling of hope.
Yet, you don't wanna go home?
What an imperfect belief.
That we truly believed.
That this culture could grow.
We're many shades of blue.
Yet, none look good on you.
For, we were always doomed.
You don't know me,
as you don't know yourself.
We're found in your deadest of dreams,
Sample Imperfect Blue:
“How do you think you know that person you were a second ago is the same person you are now? A continuous stream of memories. Given only that, we all create illusions within ourselves, saying that we each have only one fixed persona."
"It's alright, there is no way illusions can come to reality."
This song recently took the prize for horniest song in my music library, an honor previously allowed to (surprise!) another Aesthetic Perfection song. When this guy sets out to make a sex jam, he really does not hold back. musicalcat311
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