Perfect World
Navigating Fantasy Realities: Between Daze's Perfect WorldLyrics
Inside out, seen through me
Feeling exposed and vulnerable, as if my inner self is laid bare.
Trapped in a visible web, you fly by carefree
Trapped in a visible trap or situation, watching others move freely without worry.
I'm allergic to reason, I'm an addict of fate
Resistant to logical thinking, addicted to the inevitability of destiny.
It's the reality bus that your riding
Life's harsh reality is a journey that others are taking, but I cannot understand or connect with.
I could never relate
Unable to empathize or understand the experiences of others.
In a sense of things meant to be
Things are unfolding according to a predetermined plan.
In a world full of my fantasies
Living in a world dominated by my own imagination and desires.
Daily grind, annual tune
Engaged in the routine of daily life, an annual rhythm.
left standing on the stop, next ride comes by soon
Left behind, waiting for the next opportunity or change.
Take a hit off the high life, in a little white pill
Seeking pleasure or escape through a substance, like a small pill.
Run the fifteen minutes of fame, that I'll simply add to your bill
Chasing a short-lived fame, contributing to someone else's burden.
In a sense of things meant to be
Continuation of a predetermined path or destiny.
In a world full of my fantasies
Immersed in a world of personal fantasies and desires.
Left drifting on a stomach churned sea
Feeling lost and adrift in a tumultuous sea of uncertainty.
Play by my rules, my time, my disciples, me
Insisting on my own rules, time, and followers, prioritizing myself.
Everyone's foul, emotionally unfit
Believing everyone is morally corrupted and emotionally unstable.
Mental circumcisions your cure, I'm doing my bit
Advocating for a drastic change in thinking as a remedy, doing my part.
Everything's a number, I'm standing in line
Reducing everything to mere statistics, waiting in line for significance.
Anything higher than one is just a waste of my time
Disregarding anything beyond the singular, considering it a waste of time.
In a sense of things meant to be
Continuation of a predetermined path or destiny.
In a world full of my fantasies
Immersed in a world of personal fantasies and desires.
Left drifting on a stomach churned sea
Feeling lost and adrift in a tumultuous sea of uncertainty.
Play by my rules, my time, my disciples, me
Insisting on my own rules, time, and followers, prioritizing myself.
All me, all me
Emphasizing self-centeredness, asserting that it's all about me.
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