Текст: Deftones. The Sweetest Perfection.

The sweetest perfection, to call my own
The slightest correction, couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infection of body and mind
Sweetest injection of any kind

I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken

When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something tugging me
Then I want the real thing not tokens

The sweetest perfection
Things you'd expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass un-detectedly

But everyone knows what has got me
Takes me completely, touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply, I know that nothing can stop me
Sweetest perfection, an offer was made
An assorted collection

But I wouldn't trade the sweetest perfection
Takes me completely, touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply, nothing can stop me