Lyrics death cult paradise - Trace Mountains

death cult paradise

Trying vainly to imagine
I listen close
And I stupidly try to recognize
Shapes across a hazy sea
Only in the night I can rest my eyes
What do you think of tonight?
It’s Christmas Eve and I’m asleep
Dreaming stupid feelings that were never based on anything
I got work in the morning
Don’t matter that its boring
Do you think that I’m boring?
Wanna see it in the morning?
Sleepy eyed, comin' back from death cult paradise