Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paradise, artist - Eyedea & Abilities. Album song E&A, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.02.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Paradise |
What a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile |
Pain filled the void, when boy met girl |
He’s a puppet to nature, one year later now |
So deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her |
The average romanticized american relationship sinks |
Capsized when either side becomes a slave to it |
Conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone |
He needs that feeling that he can’t create all on his own |
He despises the fact she has a life outside of them |
It drives him crazy to think she’s not insanely consumed with him |
Give her the guilt trip |
And maybe she’ll quit living to stay behind his prison walls |
And lose all individualism |
Well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent, |
craved for affection |
The needle digs deep to push contentment through his bloodstream |
It drowned out — hollow |
The pothole of a junkie |
If he could only hear her sing he wouldn’t wanna break her wings |
But emptiness has such a warm subtle sting |
She makes up for what he lacks — trapped |
He can’t imagine life without someone like that |
We’ve rediscovered the long, lost art of dying |
Only the lonely resent angels for flying |
Twisted, living off eachother’s sickness, like parasites |
This is paradise |
We’ve rediscovered the long, lost art of dying |
Only the lonely resent angels for flying |
Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life |
This is paradise |
What a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed |
Her became plural when girl met boy |
Between several breakups and plenty relapses |
Routine read comfort led to serious attachment |
Now every once in a while she forgets to breathe |
Terrified of losing’em, paradise is misery |
Too much faith in the lifesaving knight in shining armour |
Now what knight’s noticing — the scar she can’t hide any longer |
But they were her story way before he was |
It’s gross hope to think that he would heal such deep cuts |
At first it felt so right but after one too many fights |
He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite |
So they sleep in the same bed with guns to eachother’s heads |
Dead the romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red |
Suffering from post-honeymoon's disease, leeched to his whole existence |
She’ll die if he decides to leave |
Addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together |
Detouring the now in a childish attempt to find forever |
Despite the fact they hold eachother heart-to-heart |
You can’t be that close to somebody without being so far apart |
We’ve rediscovered the long, lost art of dying |
Only the lonely resent angels for flying |
Twisted, living off eachother’s sickness, like parasites |
This is paradise |
We’ve rediscovered the long, lost art of dying |
Only the lonely resent angels for flying |
Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life |
This is paradise |
Silence is is the most obscure sound I’ve ever heard |
Those lonely giant spaces in between your every word |
And maybe I’m totally crazy for holdin on |
But just cause I’m insane don’t mean that I’m wrong |
Now that she’s gone I can’t sleep at night, I barely even function right |
My memory’s on overdrive, too hungry and too cold to cry |
Miss the companionship I once took for granted |
The way you helped me manage, the partnership that vanished |
But I don’t expect you to stay chained by the ankle |
There’s so much world to see, so, fly free my angel |
I’m dying without you but it’s teaching me to live |
Heaven ain’t something someone else can give — it’s all inside of me |
We’ve rediscovered the long, lost art of dying |
Only the lonely resent angels for flying |
Twisted, living off eachother’s sickness, like parasites |
This is paradise |
We’ve rediscovered the long, lost art of dying |
Only the lonely resent angels for flying |
Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life |
This is paradise |
(There's so much world to see, what’s stopping me from flying free?) |
(There's so much world to see, that’s stopping you from flying free?) |
Just be quiet and go to sleep |
I can’t sleep |
Why not? |
I’m in pain |
What? |
I got a broken heart, man |
Bullshit |
I do |
What happened? |
I was set up |
Double-crossed |
Betrayed by the woman I love |
Who, mom? |
No! |
Vera |
Who’s Vera? |
I don’t want to talk about it |
Suit yourself |
You wanna see a picture of her? |
Wow, she’s pretty |
I would’ve done anything for her |
Sorry |
I just can’t understand it |
You’ll get over it |
No, Dennis, I will not get over it |
Yes, you will |
Dennis, I love this woman |
You’ve loved other women |
Not like Vera |
Vera was special |
Believe me, you’ll get over it |
Yeah, you’re right |
Tomorrow… |
I’ll get over it tomorrow |
Now go to sleep |
But I’m not gonna fall in love anymore |
Fine |
Women don’t want you to love them |
Tomorrow… |
I’m not gonna fall in love with her |
That will show her |