| You always said that I lucked out |
| But I just feel more lost now |
| It’s all a scene like magazines |
| It all just pulls me under |
| And my expectations |
| Like poison, I know that |
| Stuck in this cycle |
| I’m fine though, I’m fine |
| This isn’t what I thought it’d be like |
| Just an illusion doesn’t sit right |
| At every corner, there’s a red light |
| Perfect moments seem to slip by |
| And when I wake up |
| Tastes so sweet, like it was made up |
| This isn’t what I thought it’d be like |
| Just an illusion what it feels like, it feels like |
| Window tinted the glass |
| I don’t know where I’m at |
| Letting go of the wheel like a basketcase |
| I don’t know how to feel |
| I don’t know what I meant |
| No, it’s not really real when I’m lost in |
| And my expectations |
| Like poison, I know that |
| Stuck in this cycle |
| I’m fine though, I’m fine |
| This isn’t what I thought it’d be like |
| Just an illusion doesn’t sit right |
| At every corner, there’s a red light |
| Perfect moments seem to slip by |
| And when I wake up |
| Tastes so sweet, like it was made up |
| This isn’t what I thought it’d be like |
| Just an illusion what it feels like, it feels like |
| You know I always |
| Build it up just to be let down |
| Staring at another blank wall |
| I don’t know what to believe now |
| This isn’t what I thought it’d be like |
| Just an illusion doesn’t sit right |
| At every corner, there’s a red light |
| Perfect moments seem to slip by |
| And when I wake up |
| Tastes so sweet, like it was made up |
| This isn’t what I thought it’d be like |
| Just an illusion what it feels like, it feels like |