Perfect People Lyrics

Pennywise

All the perfect people, shallow and deceitful Staring back at me on TV in magazines Look so good like a box of fresh wrapped twinkies What the hell happened to me?
So I took a drive to a rich and wealthy country Saw everything I wanted and everything I need Went right up and I tried to join their party Ought to seen the look when they saw me
Fucked up eyes, stupid grin Perfect people won't let me in 'Who's who' list, where's my name? They won't let me join their games
I bet you think that I'm insane There's no one left for me to blame, yeah Screw the perfect people Fuck they all look the same They all look the same They all look the same, yeah All look the same
We're not much to look at, too short, dumb and so fat Never gonna win a beauty pageant, it's a curse Always gonna be a better doorman at the best clubs How could thing's be any worse?
Fucked up eyes, stupid grin Perfect people won't let me in 'Who's who' list, where's my name? They won't let me join their games
I bet you think that I'm insane There's no one left for me to blame, yeah Screw the perfect people Fuck they all look the same They all look the same They all look the same, yeah All look the same
Don't have much to go on don't want your opinion Don't have much to gain and I ain't got much to lose Looks like you got it all and I'd really like to get some You got something I could use
Fucked up eyes, stupid grin Perfect people won't let me in 'Who's who' list, where's my name? They won't let me join their games
I bet you think that I'm insane There's no one left for me to blame, yeah Screw the perfect people Fuck they all look the same They all look the same They all look the same, yeah All look the same

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