[Verse 1]
I say “I’m good,” I say “I’m fine”
But behind the smile, there’s a long, thin line
Between what I show and what I hide
An old apartment, bugs inside
Fifteen hundred just to breathe,
But the elevator breaks, and it’s hard to leave
No Wi-Fi, no food to eat
Bills over dreams, just trying to sleep
[Pre-Chorus]
First two months, I played pretend
Refrigerator full, like this never ends
Then the third hit hard like a silent war
Empty shelves, and cuttin’ more
Cable gone, internet down
No more lights on the side of town
And the silence screamed more than I ever could
This ain't a story they’d call "good"
[Chorus]
My perfect fake life, it’s a painted smile
Living broke behind the style
Struggles hidden in every breath
Truth too raw to post or confess
But I’m done with the fairy tale lie
This is the real me, don’t ask why
Sometimes we starve, sometimes we cry
But we grow strong in the fight to survive
Yeah, my perfect fake life... is just life
[Verse 2]
Dad helped, but still not enough
Two months behind, living rough
Then the letter came, time to go
Packed my bags, took it slow
Headed to my aunt’s with heaven food
TV, cable, changed my mood
Got a job flipping fries and change
Cashier life—it’s more than change
Respect to the ones behind the glass
It’s hard when life moves too fast
[Bridge]
Funny how with nothing, you’ve got time
But with everything, you fall behind
TV blares, but you can’t sit still
'Cause the world keeps moving, chasing bills
Felt like my life hit pause too long
Now it’s play, and everything feels wrong
Overwhelmed, but I still choose right
Even when the tunnel’s got no light
[Chorus]
My perfect fake life, it’s a painted smile
Living broke behind the style
Struggles hidden in every breath
Truth too raw to post or confess
But I’m done with the fairy tale lie
This is the real me, don’t ask why
Sometimes we starve, sometimes we cry
But we grow strong in the fight to survive
Yeah, my perfect fake life... is just life
[Outro]
When grandma comes back, I’ll go home
Back to the roaches and broken stone
But now I see what life really means
It’s not perfect days or flawless scenes
It’s loving the mess, learning the test
Living the truth and giving your best
So no more “I’m fine,” just “I’m real”
'Cause this is my life, and I feel what I feel
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