(Intro)
Yeah…
They told me be perfect…
But perfect don’t live here.
Practice makes improvements.
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(Verse 1)
Grew up where the nights were loud, sirens in the background
Mt Druitt streets, young kid trying to act proud
Fourteen with the wrong crowd, chasing that respect
Fights in the dark just to feel some effect
They say “be a man”, never say how
Bottle up the pain, keep a straight brow
Mum’s tired, dad distant, house full of stress
Three extra siblings, life in a mess
Streets tried to shape me into a monster
Bedtime story villain, heart getting harder
But I ain’t the chapter they expected to read
I rewrote the script, planted different seeds
Now I’m in the gym before sunrise breaks
Working on the body like I’m fixing my mistakes
Therapy sessions digging deep in my mind
Disorganised past but I’m learning my design
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(Pre-Chorus)
They told me chase perfect, I was chasing approval
Every scar, every flaw felt super unusual
But I learned one truth when I looked in the mirror —
Perfect don’t exist, just getting clearer
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(Chorus)
Practice makes improvements, not perfection
Every loss taught me a lesson
Still growing, still healing
Still chasing that better feeling
I’m not flawless, I’m human
Every scar proves I’m moving
From the chaos to the movement
Practice makes improvements
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(Verse 2)
They said have a million friends, that’s the dream
But most disappear when you step on the scene
Smile in your face but they envy your shine
Clap with one hand while they cross the line
I seen jealousy dressed up as love
Seen snakes wear the mask like a glove
But I don’t hate ‘em, that’s wasted time
I focus on mine, stay locked on the climb
Now I’m a dad on the sideline cheering
Telling my boy “no fear, keep steering”
Fullback tracking when the line gets thin
Life’s like soccer — defend then win
In the workshop grinding, hands in grease
Fixing engines while I’m finding peace
OBD plugged in, codes erased
Wish life was that easy, just clear what we faced
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(Bridge – Slower, deeper)
I’m not the kid that the streets designed
Not the anger that once filled my mind
Not the fear that I used to hide
I’m evolving step by step inside
From gang nights to therapy lights
From street fights to peaceful nights
From chasing perfect just to be approved
To loving progress — that’s the move
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(Final Chorus – Bigger)
Practice makes improvements, not perfection
Every fall builds direction
Still growing, still healing
Still chasing that better feeling
I’m not flawless, I’m human
Every scar proves I’m moving
From the chaos to the movement
Practice makes improvements
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(Outro)
Yeah…
I’m not perfect…
Never was.
But I’m better than yesterday —
And that’s enough.
