Picture Perfect ft. Paris Heart Lyrics

Cute little town with a murder house

Down the block, a couple girls pour a bottle out

All the boys, they're going missing with no whereabouts

Picture perfect till we're worthless from the word of mouth

Beautiful day in the neighbourhood

I think I'm crazy, just maybe

Driven to fate in the home I was raised

Live-in daydreams, no hope of escaping

Chillin' at a party

With Rubinoff and Molly

Hello, hello

You can drop a body

If you have got the money

To burn, to burn

Said I'm from a city where they miss me

But don't give me hope

See fiends, they smoke and show you

How to make the honour roll

They hate the different, judging, looking how your pockets fold

A high school junkie show you

Just how far a dollar goes

See isn't it funny

You could've loved me, old people judge me

It's so disgusting

You keep going home

They don't change what they want to be

See bodies and drugs

We kept getting old but missing the love

Your brother just died

You act like a man but deep down you're gone

Stuck in time, it's like the 80s keep on fuckin coming

So much old-school shit in this new republic

Take a grab bag view, play it off as lucky

State a few half-truths all for God and country

Beautiful day in the neighbourhood

I think I'm crazy, just maybe

Driven to fate in the home I was raised

Live-in daydreams, no hope of escaping