Not sure why I cried the first time I heard this song
'Cause I'm too messy
And then I'm too fcking clean
You told me, "Get a job"
And you ask where the hell I've been
And I'm too perfect
'Til I open my big mouth
I want to be me
Is that not allowed?
And I'm too clever
And then I'm too fcking dumb
You hate it when I cry
Unless it's that time of the month
And I'm too perfect
'Til I show you that I'm not
A thousand people I could be for you
And you hate the fcking lot
Na-miss ko iyong older set of drinking buddies ko sa Mindanao tuloy. They were very good singers kaya they'd sing OPM classics whenever we got together. This sOng of hajji's was a favorite of theirs and of mine too.