Private Paradise (feat. Chris Fronzak)

I hated it every time, the captain's still in my head
The shadow predicts the fall, one last war and then never again
My back to the wall, my back to the wall foreseeable when
Can I compete? Can I compete? Can I have permission?

To dream, come clean, you are the problem
To dream, come clean, you are the problem
You're the solution, you are the problem
You're the solution, you are the problem

Find a quiet spot, take your best shot
A private paradise, your private paradise
When life is too long
When life is too long but still too short

I hated you every time, but I never wanted you more
Drinking the poison itself straight from the lips of a whore
Slowly I drown, slowly I drown down in the back of the well
The poison itself, a chemical mess, burning a hole in my head

To dream, come clean, you are the problem
To dream, come clean, you are the problem
You're the solution, you are the problem
You're the solution, you are the problem

Find a quiet spot, take your best shot
A private paradise, your private paradise

Let's go
I'm counting away at the days
And it's almost as if life is wasting away
And I'm dying inside, and I'm killing myself
Just to fill in a void that can never be filled
Why? I'm just a sucker for habits
I'm ruining everything that I've loved
Over and over, the process destroying my mind
And a soul I can never get back
You are the problem, it's never gonna change

Find a quiet spot, take your best shot
A private paradise, your private paradise