Testo: 10 Years. Division. Picture Perfect (In Your Eyes).

In your eye's is the picture perfect.
In your eye's does the grass look greener.
Have you seen it though my eye's.

The world has caught on fire from what I've been told.
These city lights are killing ever slowly.
The sanity with in me.
Maybe I lost in my creation.
This isn't how I thought I turn out.

In your eye's I'm picture perfect.
In your eye's the grass is greener.
Have you seen it though my eye's.
Cause through my eye's.

Stars are burning brighter.
So bright we can't ignore.
We're hypnotized drive by's, train wrecks tragedy are patient.
Maybe I a product of my placement.
Given no doubt to make up our minds.

In your eye's I'm picture perfect.
In your eye's the grass is greener.
Have you seen it though my eye's.
Cause through my eye's.

In your eye's I'm so picture perfect.
In your eye's the grass is greener.
Have you seen it though my eye's.
Through my eye's.
Through my eye's.
Through my eye's.

Pay attention please.
He who lusts through life for excess in this world.
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul.
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance.
You're full of pride.
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life.

Smile and give a toast, brag and boast.
Fool the world with all of your lies.
The parasite's host never even knows.
Pull the wool over our eyes.

Walk the line and pay the price.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
Wear the wounds of your demise.

Fail to mention your intentions, fail to mention why.
The actions of your life contradict your words...
The path in which you walk is a vice of no remorse.
Washing conscience from the skin, claiming innocence.
Ignore the signs.

From cradle to grave, you chose to trade.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
Wear the wounds of your demise.

Pay attention please.
He who lusts through life for excess in this world.
Dies a lonely man, careless of his soul.
Throwing caution to the wind with foolish ignorance.
You're full of pride.
And in arrogance you can't accept the nearing end of this short lived life.

Smile and give a toast, brag and boast.
Fool the world with all of your lies.
The parasite's host never even knows.
Pull the wool over our eyes.

From cradle to grave, you chose to trade.
A pound of flesh for paradise.
Wear the wounds of your demise