They keep telling me that you are not perfect, but if perfect is perfect then you would be worthless.
Everyone is looking at you for your reflective surface, mildly interrupted by an incandescent, sometimes fluorescent merchant.
Everything you love
They keep telling me that you are not perfect, but if perfect is perfect then you would be worthless.
Everyone is looking at you for your reflective surface, mildly interrupted by an incandescent, sometimes fluorescent merchant.