"Perfect World" lyrics
Catch Your Breath & Ryan Oakes Lyrics
We're running on empty
And I don't think there's much here we can save
Illusion that we're all free
But we can't just admit that we're all Slaves
Slaves to a screen that tells us everything that we should think
We should know by now it's all a modern game
And I'm so tired
Of living every day behind this face
A lie
Don't you wanna fucking tear it off
Paint me into the screen
So you can see me now
Fucking living in a perfect world
Every second running to the hurt
We can't seem to escape the daydream
Have we lost ourselves
Tell me how we learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in this perfect world
Too much time pretending
We're people playing in a masquerade
Has left us all with nothing
Holding strings that just can't take the weight
Chasing lies we want to hear to validate our name
It keeps us trapped inside this modern game
And I'm so tired
Of living every day behind this face
A lie
Don't you wanna fucking tear it off
Paint me into the screen
So you can see me now
Fucking living in a perfect world
Every second running to the hurt
We can't seem to escape the daydream
Have we lost ourselves
Tell me how we learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in this perfect world
Couldn't find no peace, so the piece on me give serenity
I needed a release, elbow grease, was a piece of ecstasy
When nobody believed in a dream it make sleep the enemy
I'd show em that I'll bleed for release and a seat with destiny
I'm never nervous, it always get on their nerves
I light up every bridge I cross and I love watching em burn
Karmas my soulmate we love to give out what people earn, I
Got the whole world in my hand because it's what I deserve
You're gonna learn, if you fuckin with the king then you're gonna get
HURT
Yea tell me how you learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in a perfect world
Paint me into the screen
So you can see me now
Fucking living in a perfect world
Every second running to the hurt
We can't seem to escape the daydream
Have we lost ourselves
Tell me how we learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in this perfect world
Yea tell me how you learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in a perfect world
Perfect world
And I don't think there's much here we can save
Illusion that we're all free
But we can't just admit that we're all Slaves
Slaves to a screen that tells us everything that we should think
We should know by now it's all a modern game
And I'm so tired
Of living every day behind this face
A lie
Don't you wanna fucking tear it off
Paint me into the screen
So you can see me now
Fucking living in a perfect world
Every second running to the hurt
We can't seem to escape the daydream
Have we lost ourselves
Tell me how we learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in this perfect world
Too much time pretending
We're people playing in a masquerade
Has left us all with nothing
Holding strings that just can't take the weight
Chasing lies we want to hear to validate our name
It keeps us trapped inside this modern game
And I'm so tired
Of living every day behind this face
A lie
Don't you wanna fucking tear it off
Paint me into the screen
So you can see me now
Fucking living in a perfect world
Every second running to the hurt
We can't seem to escape the daydream
Have we lost ourselves
Tell me how we learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in this perfect world
Couldn't find no peace, so the piece on me give serenity
I needed a release, elbow grease, was a piece of ecstasy
When nobody believed in a dream it make sleep the enemy
I'd show em that I'll bleed for release and a seat with destiny
I'm never nervous, it always get on their nerves
I light up every bridge I cross and I love watching em burn
Karmas my soulmate we love to give out what people earn, I
Got the whole world in my hand because it's what I deserve
You're gonna learn, if you fuckin with the king then you're gonna get
HURT
Yea tell me how you learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in a perfect world
Paint me into the screen
So you can see me now
Fucking living in a perfect world
Every second running to the hurt
We can't seem to escape the daydream
Have we lost ourselves
Tell me how we learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in this perfect world
Yea tell me how you learned to love this hell
Fucking dying in a perfect world
Perfect world
Writer(s): Erik Ron, Thomas Braden, Mason Conley, Kenneth Downey, Keaton Pierce, Travis Moore
