Perfection Video (MV)

Perfectionism is a curse
It's filled with hurt that fields a lack of worth
It fills your mind with doubt critics your work
Expressions free but you are charged a large amount to make your words
It's meant to serve but it just stops and curbs your energy
Receiving curse it curves the street on which you drive
To find the means to create life
It binds your time and comes between the things to
Merge your creativity with seas of deep regret
You sink and sink to lower depths
Until you reach the oceans dirt
Perfectionism is a curse
You learn to cope to deal with highs and low
You cling to hope because it holds you high
Like life preserve it floats your soul
You yearn to know the meaning of your goals
Seems your burning slow while sing along
To stop the bleeding and the moans
You keep on reading poems alone
To leave the season that believing
That appeasing people is the reason why you write your songs
Form a stepping stone to newer height and find that you can write no wrongs
Perfectionism is a curse
But it doesn't have to define your worth
Let it freely flow and love your work
Because it's you who matters most
Your acceptance comes from loving self
Your progression is direct representation of the things you felt
And how you chose to let it out
So be yourself and see the people that surrounds you
Will respect you and accept the sounds that leave your mouth
Send around pure healing down to kill the doubt that fills their soul
Perfectionism is a curse