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Perfectly imperfect

December 22, 2024 at 3:18 PMv4

[Intro: Spoken Word] The world’s a puzzle, and I hold the piece, A tangled string, unwinding with ease. Not perfect, not planned—but who wants that? Life’s a dance; I step where I’m at. --- [Verse 1: Female Vocals] The dishes stack like tiny hills, The laundry laughs, it always spills. I trip on my shoes, but I don’t care, Life’s too short for perfect flair. I scribble dreams on a paper torn, From chaos and cracks, ideas are born. --- [Chorus: Male and Female Vocals] Jump, laugh, stumble, climb, We’re all just spinning through borrowed time. No rules, no map, just go where it flows, In the wild unknown, the beauty shows. --- [Verse 2: Male Vocals] The coffee spills; it makes new art, A masterpiece in a messy start. My socks don’t match, but who really sees? Imperfection’s the secret to feeling free. The broken clock sings a tune so rare, Even the cracks in the walls have flair. --- [Chorus: Male and Female Vocals] Jump, laugh, stumble, climb, We’re all just spinning through borrowed time. No rules, no map, just go where it flows, In the wild unknown, the beauty shows. --- [Bridge: Spoken Word with Backing Vocals] Why fear the fall when you’ve wings to glide? Why hide the flaws when they’re part of the ride? Every misstep’s a brushstroke, every laugh a line, The masterpiece grows, unfinished by design. --- [Verse 3: Female Vocals] The mirror winks, I grin right back, Who needs straight lines when there’s room to zigzag? My playlist skips, but the silence hums, A quiet reminder of where joy comes. I don’t need perfect; I don’t need gold, Just moments that sparkle, raw and bold. --- [Chorus: Male and Female Vocals] Jump, laugh, stumble, climb, We’re all just spinning through borrowed time. No rules, no map, just go where it flows, In the wild unknown, the beauty shows. --- [Outro: Spoken Word] The puzzle’s never finished, the story’s never done, Every misstep’s a masterpiece, every wrong turn’s fun. So, here’s to the mess, the laughter, the climb— We’re perfectly imperfect, and that’s just fine.

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