Dont beliebe just what they tell you

Perfect worlds
all made of glass
ill promise you now
this wont last

girls with pigtails
and makeup on their faces
ill tell you now
Ive been places

but in this world
everythings perfect
ill promise you now
you will see the defect

no one is happy
with the smiles glues to their face
youll wonder now
what is this place?

Where everythings happy
and so full of joy
but in this world
you will not enjoy

their faces are happy
but their eyes are sad
their souls are empty
this might make you mad

but once you arrive
dont expect to leave
they will make you perfect
but thats only what you believe