Perfect

Christ was perfect and he got crusified The poor man was helpless and he did it all for his kind full of sin we became and for that he bled and we dont realize exactly how much he shed I dont want to be perfect I'll get crusified no telling if id even cry I don't want to die I do love man kind but sinners arent perfect and i don't wantto try I'll get on my knees and I'll pray and repent for I want to go to heaven when my time here comes to an end hopeing to have it well spent christ hears mycries when somebody dies reading the bible I know he don't tell no lies His body preserved, his blood touches the earth His perfection has gave us rebirth..