A Little More Than Perfect

Come on down. Welcome to the show
All these people have quite a glow
Perfect weather; it never snows. I know
Utopia; no one ever complains
Everyone just stays in their lanes
Serotonin pumping in their brains. I know

In a town where people cry for more
In a city with those pretty stars
Come with me. You'll learn and maybe see
The importance of what isn't free
What isn't free

No one really cares if you're alive
Even in our toughest times, we still get spills
And if our power's gone
These streets will turn the wrong way all of the time
Another chance to be, another chance to fail
You know it's true

Little puppets playing little shows
Except that death is how the ending goes
Interrupting how your evening flows. I know

In a town where people cry for more
In a city with those pretty stars
Come with me. You'll learn and maybe see
The importance of what isn't free
What isn't free

No one really cares if you're alive
Even in our toughest times, we still get spills
And if our power's gone
These streets will turn the wrong way all of the time
Another chance to be, another chance to fail
Believe me, it's all true; I promise not to wail
You know it's true



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