Fantasy Land

Perfect on the outside
Broken on the in
Smiling for the camera just to feed our addiction

We're just fake advertisements
Selling artificial versions of ourselves
Like fallen cities we disguise as paradise

It's like we're living in fantasy land
Burying our heads in the sand
Running from the dark, covering our flaws
So everything is perfect when we're living in fantasy land
We'll be damned, we'll be damned, we'll be damned
Living in fantasy land

The grass is always greener on the other side
Instead of sowing our seeds we believe in little white lies

We display split personalities out on our trophy shelves
To erase the parts of us that we don't want to face

It's like we're living in fantasy land
Burying our heads in the sand
Running from the dark, covering our flaws
So everything is perfect when we're living in fantasy land
We'll be damned, we'll be damned, we'll be damned
Living in fantasy land

Stuck in utopia, a fabrication
Screaming out for help so silently