Tekster:
Paradise Lost In Truth

: I'm, I'm in a picture with you You just seem to know I am a liar, I am a fake In truth You don't need to know I turn at the laughter As you proceed

there under cover Do they really know each other There's a whisper in the air Don't you feel a little scared The stakes are too high Some have even lost

I'm looking straight in the mirror of truth I am not a model I've lost my youth maybe I see the hell maybe the paradise but one thing I surely know that

We poison our hearts We poison our seas We burn down the paradise We're stoppin' good waves We're losin' our trees The future looks bright ahead I don

such a charismatic fool And I'm a circle for your love The self sin and struggle crowd the sidewalk Parading pose with phones and paper cups You walk like truth

Half-baked people on the bus (people on the bus) There's a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us Paradise, lost and found Paradise, take a look

. Don't want to go back, don't want to stay. I'm still waiting for the big parade. Just before dawn -- doesn't feel like last fall... feels like a friend I've lost

the lost souls Hate destroys human nature Clot of blood Bloodbath in paradise Hallucinations will rise In this living hell Hallucinations will rise Hellish existence Bloodbath in paradise

read about it in the Bible tell you about a friend for free he's the way the truth the life and also the key enter into the paradise and all his glory