I've been working several months now To make something of your praise I don't know why I feel so rushed now But I'm counting down the days I can't really put this lightly Maybe life was made like this to spite me But I can't praise you Cause you're a little bit too much like me And No one told me all my Idols were just faking All of it to seem more Super can't I-can't I Lie? There's no perfect Guy. How upsetting! I would at least just Like a guide, but There's no guide, and I Still wanna praise I feel like I'm in The middle of a stage The middle of a stage And all around me, there are lights They surround me like the night Is this real? Is this life? Is this what purgatory's like? No one told me all my Idols were just faking All of it to seem more Super can't I-can't I Lie? There's no perfect Guy. How upsetting! I would at least just Like a guide, but But when you come To a conclusion like that It's like You feel like you're on the wrong side. You know? Um. But yeah, that's more recent If you want to listen to something a little more... Dated I got this I made it like a month after it happened No point in not playing it Here