Picture Perfect Life
By: Amanda Muir
CHORUS
How does it feel
To know that
You can't have your picture-perfect life
It's getting far too real
For you to deal with
The knowledge that you did it all in strife
You wanna say
You're nothing like your father
Well ok
I won't say it
(But you are)
You wanna say
You're nothing like your mother
Well ok
I won't say it
(But you are)
You want twenty-three years to pass
Then fine
Make your son an outcast
You're being
Just like your parents
And here I am the parrot
To repeat your own words
(The reality is...)
CHORUS
You wanna paint
Your world
The way you think it should be
But you
Don't
Have all the paints you need
(It's all in vain)
You wanna paint
My life
The way you think it should be
You don't
Realize
It belongs to me
(What can you gain?)
You're drawn out
Everything on your paper
The time has come to paint it
And you
Don't have what it takes
You don't learn from your mistakes
(The consequences are...)
CHORUS
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