Perfect Illusion

I'm flying a kite In the clouds Of illusion I am living in Between days I see my face Blurred in the greyness of light Morning light Unbearable calm Of everyday life Is like a stun gun Upon my head I open my eyes Glued by sadness Of restless nights Where do I live? I've got to use my imagination I've got to tell you one more lie I have to run in wheels of confusion I have to pretend that I'm still alive I mutter out the same old prayers I have to smile when I lose the day Will have to pay for perfect illusion I'm so afraid to find out the price... I promise that I will Be ready, when I hear that voice I won't hesitate I'm almost complete But some of the parts (of myself) Are still waiting To be found I've got to use my imagination I've got to tell you one more lie I have to run in wheels of confusion I have to pretend that I'm still alive I mutter out the same old prayers I have to smile when I lose the day Will have to pay for perfect illusion I'm so afraid to find out the price... I've got to use my imagination I've got to tell you one more lie I have to run in wheels of confusion I have to pretend that I'm still alive I mutter out the same old prayers I have to smile when I lose the day Will have to pay for perfect illusion I'm so afraid to find out the price... I've got to use my imagination I've got to tell you one more lie I have to run in wheels of confusion I'm so glad I'm still alive...