Seems to be too good to be true
The perfect life
The perfect house
The perfect town
While slowly dying inside
Your inconsistency consumed me
All alone in a crowded room is me
It's who I have become
Clawing my way to the top
But still dragged back down
No way out
Salty tears drank at all times of day
Nowhere to run
Not a soul to speak to
Swallow it all
To do it all again tomorrow
So Lost