Our Perfect Lies Songtext
von Mighty Midgets

Sunday morning, there′s nothing to do
It's been the same way for a week or two
We prep our for the machine, the reset
We drink to fill our empty hearts

Are we missing this content?
We′ve lost track of perfect lives

We waste our youth here in the smoke screen
Live so hard, won't notice if we die
We prep our for the machine, the reset
We drink to fill our empty hearts


Are we missing this content?
We've lost track, we′ve flushed our lives down the drain
We got everything we need, all paid for

Our parents bought us better days

Are we missing this content?
We′ve lost track of perfect lives

The next generation
The future's dressed in fashion
A million special people march to the same beat
Religiously dependent
Consumption can fill our fire souls
Deep inside us we all know we′re fucking useless