Song lyrics: Perfect Acting
Beer pong, self-righteous words
Fill this tiny underground cell
As smoke takes over the air
Whiskey becomes our bed
A cup of water hits the slightly broken floor
Someone yells what the hell
Until the laughter drowns it out
And I push another pointless joke
But we fall off our chairs
I applaud another successful showing
In my bowing head
Chuckie says how I can always be so happy
I'm always running routines
They're so funny
Chris says I'm honest and true
He asks for more of my opinions
What it is he should do
Another hallway
We must walk
Reach our destination
I forget to talk
My gaze fixated on her eyes
She is not looking at mine
Her smile, her eyes, her whys
They stand in his perimeter
I say something wise
I'm so glad we don't see each other anymore
She wasn't putting out, I don't have that kind of time
What a waste
She's pathetic
I could give a sh*t
She don't exist
I craft rhyming words
Wept onto a page
I live in concern
That to someone else they won't mean the same
The door flaps open
I feel the drift
Scatter my confessions
I don't know where they're from
They're not mine
Let's make fun of them
I follow another story I've never seen
But I was away so they will still believe
I paint a picture
They can't see
And it's growing tiring
But I'm too needy
To let myself leave
great lyrics, i can completely picture the party scene and everything you are saying in this song, it's really easy for me to relate to, and its a totally different style then most of the posts i see on here.... good writing
chad
