imperfektionist 1:41 şarkı sözleri
My inborn quiet considered as impolite
My inky quill almost inaudible
The uppermost point three percent
Prefer idea over event or man
Impatient queen bees in my head
One-four-one reasons to play dead
Incomprehensive quiz for you
Begins with I, ends with a queue
The answer is the fame I spurn
The way I learn, the favor of a girl
Infinite questions to challenge me
My Euclidean distance to your identity
Interesting quick-wits, where could you possibly
Hide in a city so fucking void of me?
