[Intro]
(Dark bass synth pulsing)
(Sharp piano riff)
Yeah.
Check the mirror, darling.
Is that a reflection, or just a glitch?
[Verse 1]
Walk in the room like you own the floor
But you’re leaving trash behind the door
Always the victim, never the blame
Playing that "perfect angel" game
I see the cracks beneath the gloss
You’re calculating every single loss
You think your throne is made of gold
But the story you’re selling is getting old
[Pre-Chorus]
Disrespect in your tone, like it’s a crown
Watching you build it, just to burn it down
You’re so convinced, you’re so refined
But you’re losing grip on your own mind
[Chorus]
Oh, you’re perfect, yeah, in your own head
But the reality is hanging by a thread
Blind to the flaws, drowning in pride
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Keep the attitude, keep the fake grace
But we all see through that hollow space
Delusion is a heavy coat to wear
Does it make it hard for you to breathe in there?
[Verse 2]
(Mini trap beat switches, staccato flow)
Cut the act, cut the cord
You’re barely hanging on, you’re getting bored
Of being nice, of being kind
It’s easier to be the toxic type, right?
Sharp tongue, steel heart, glass soul
You’re losing total, total control
Your mirror’s cracked, baby, take a look
You’re reading from a dead-end book
[Bridge]
(Post-punk guitar riff intensifies)
It’s not a flex, it’s just a mess
Underneath the expensive dress
The ego’s big, but the spirit’s small
Watch you stumble, watch you fall
[Chorus]
Oh, you’re perfect, yeah, in your own head
But the reality is hanging by a thread
Blind to the flaws, drowning in pride
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Keep the attitude, keep the fake grace
But we all see through that hollow space
Delusion is a heavy coat to wear
Does it make it hard for you to breathe in there?
[Outro]
Perfect.
Yeah, keep telling yourself that.
(Piano fades into dark synth)
(Bass thrum stops abruptly)