Perfect lives/ imperfect truth- its the mash up baby!
Lyrics
Verse 1 [Rap / Spoken]
Families fucked up, that’s standard issue
Kitchen floor lessons, learnt how to miss you
Brothers estranged, mums acting deranged
Love gets weaponised, nothing stays plain
Lost touch with most of the family tree
Blood got thin, couldn’t bleed for me
Smile for the frame, pose like we’re blessed
Carrying weight that we never addressed
Hook [SUNG]
Perfect Instagram lives don’t last
Truth cut through the parts we cast
Everyone acting, playing their part
Soap opera scenes, tearing us apart
Verse 2 [Rap / Spoken]
Phone full of numbers I don’t ever ring
Same blood, no bond, that don’t mean a thing
Silence loud, learned what absence brings
Some doors shut quiet, some snap with a swing
Family portraits cropped for the frame
Cut out the truth just to keep the name
History rewritten, pain re-labelled
Saints in public, private unstable
Always a villain, always a victim
Depends on the lens, depends who’s dictin’
Same event, two opposing scripts
Both swear blind they’re innocent
Hook [SUNG]
Perfect Instagram lives don’t last
Truth cut through the parts we cast
Everyone acting, playing their part
Soap opera scenes, tearing us apart
Verse 3 [Rap / Spoken with thematic emphasis]
Blood say “forever” but vanished quick
Friends stayed solid when the branches split
That’s tree trunk love, rings in the grain
Built through storms, not shared last names
They saw me raw, no costume, no cast
No highlight reel, no filter, no mask
Showed up broke, showed up bruised
Still got love — that’s family too
Roots run deep where the truth gets fed
Not tied by birth but who stayed instead
So if blood don’t hold, I don’t feel shame
I chose my people, reclaimed my name
Hook / Outro [SUNG]
Perfect Instagram lives don’t last
Truth cuts through the parts we cast
No clean edits, no perfect past
Just humans trying to outrun the mask