Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Straight to Paradise, artist - Wax. Date of issue: 14.01.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Straight to Paradise |
| Walking around with my eyes sewn shut |
| Passing by the most beautiful things in the world like so what |
| Find an empty spot on a curb, and post up |
| Next to a homeless man, cart full of soda cans |
| Smiling, how’s he in a better mood than I am in |
| When I’m an inch away from achieving my dreams |
| There’s different types of achievement it seems |
| The intravenous needle fiends to the people that dream of seeing |
| Themselves up on the screens |
| We all tryna chase a high |
| What is it with human being, we’re never satisfied |
| My only conclusion’s confusion |
| And my only solution is the illusion I create through boozin |
| Fuck it, my eyes open, I pop my tall beer |
| Toast to Los Angeles, we all here |
| From Skid Row to the names up in the blaring lights |
| I take a sip and I’m headed straight to paradise |
| Every day I battle with my inner consciousness |
| Trying to get him to become an optimist |
| Trying to convince him god exists |
| And to focus on the positive and take pride in my accomplishments |
| But he only speaks he doesn’t hear |
| A radio newsfeed always in my ear |
| And I, just wish it would disappear |
| It’s an embodiment of all my insecurities and fear |
| And it keeps me wide awake lying late at night nervous |
| Mind racing, contemplating life’s purpose |
| But isn’t that a contemplation that is quite worthless |
| And I’m still awake when the sunlight surface |
| I just |
| Relax, lie still |
| Count sheep, drink NyQuil |
| Lord help me sleep I say a prayer at night |
| And in my dreams I’m going straight to paradise |
| Too much time alone all I think about is death |
| I’m a chain smoker how much time I got left |
| I swear there’s something wrong going on inside my chest |
| I ain’t seen a doctor I should probably get a test |
| I just wish I wasn’t confident in an afterlife |
| If it turned out that I was wrong I’d be dead it wouldn’t matter right |
| I drink too much, for the numbness |
| I think to much, but yearn for dumbness |
| I wish that I was satisfied |
| By the cars, the restaurants and the Maitre D’s |
| I love steak, put me back inside the matrix please |
| We can all talk about the weather forecast or the sportscast |
| Or the fucking jersey shore cast |
| Get money, keep makin |
| Fuck bitches, eat bacon |
| Lord forgive me, I say a prayer at night |
| And when I die I’m going straight to paradise |