Perfect

and everything we do today is so far away from perfect
in insecurity we lay between decay and highs
a chill-out in the summertime and the old boat gently sways
and old story of fall and decline might break our spine today
all your laughter is competitive
all your cries are contract duties
it ain't nothing 'bout the way we live
just the way we claim it's right
a chill-out in the summertime
pay the money and have your share of a fake beach
we're all feeling fine
we'll make reality seem out of, out of reach
i never felt so tired, never felt so tired
sill i lay wide awake
for who's sake am i staying sane
for your own pain admidst the rain