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lirik lagu melody-sy - gotta be perfect!

everything i see has little flaws and tiny hiccups
and it makes it tough for me to find the confidence to pick up
a pen, or a brush, it turns my head into mush
but if i don’t put something out
then, like, what’s the point, then?

everything i make, it must be perfect to the letter
although making things is all i do, so you’d think i’d be better
at creating a piece that’s satisfying to me
’cause if it’s not the best that it can be
then, like, what’s the point!?

(mario paint chanting)

i know no art is flawless
but can’t i make the exception?
’cause dеfections just won’t fly
why are my standards set so high?
sеlf~criticize ’til i lose sight of what i first set out to do
then make corrections, and change directions
until it makes no sense to you
and now it’s layer after layer, held by duct tape and a prayer
then i throw it all away and start again
’cause it’s gotta be~~
(wait, um) gotta be~~
(ahem) gotta be perfect!
piled up with projects that i doubt i’ll ever finish
’cause it seems the more i add, the more the quality diminishes
wrapped up in bandaids to hide the mistakes
but if the whole thing loses focus
then, like, what’s the point, then?

art’s s’posed to be gratifying but it’s not supplying
but i want to make it worth it, so i guess i’ll just keep trying
guess i’ll grow a spine, and post my projects online
but if n0body’s there to see it
then, like, what’s the point?

i’ve listened to this song on loop a billion times
and every repeat i find something new that’s wrong with the rhymes
or the chords, or the mix it’s frustrating to fix
but if i don’t put in the effort
then, like, what’s the point, then?

this bit is unfinished so i’m coming in hot
with these mediocre lyrics i made up on the spot
and um…

uh…

i’ll fix that later
take it away, delay lama!

(epic delay lama solo)

if you’re scared of criticism
mask it with a witticism:
brittle little lies that might disguise all that precisianism
fake it ’til you make it, or you can self~deprecate
for the illusion that you’re safe from any angry mobs of hate
that might come knocking at your doorstep just to point at a flaw
you know, i really have to wonder if it’s worth it at all
to keep on making and creating when there’s people out there hating
based on tiny little follies that degrade the whole thing’s quality, and~~

god i need a break

i know no art is flawless
but can’t i make the exception?
’cause defections just won’t fly
why are my standards set so high?
self~criticize ’til i lose sight of what i first set out to be
then make corrections, and change directions
until it makes no sense to me
and now it’s layer after layer, held by duct tape and a prayer
then i throw it all away and start again
’cause it’s gotta be~~
yeah it’s gotta be~~
’cause it’s gotta be…
ugh, nevermind. this song isn’t even that good…

- lirik lagu melody sy

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