Lost Paradise
Not one of those guys
That talk about the way I feel
Sit in the corner and chill
Pretending to be a man of steel
Lets peel of some layers
Perhaps you don't call it major
Majority call in minor
This aint no city league
Aint nothing extra ordinary
About this gentleman
Just an avarage joe
Keep loosing the glow
Flow of the inner sprit
All The noncense
Wants me to vomit
Can't reach the rainbow
With a comet
A comment, could erase the pain tho
I just wish that's true
And I hope that's true
How should I do it
Jump off a building
Get strung up in the ceiling
This is what i'm dealing with
Cut my wrists
Pop some pills
Just an easy kill
Most of us are lost in our paradise
I rather be silent
Than receive the treatment
Of a nobody
But a nobody
Gets the same harassment
You think it's ok for somebody to be lonely in
The basement
Contemplating suicide
Without beeing suicidal
Words and actions two different things
But are still fatal
And not every tale have a good ending
You wanna single handidly hold the
Responsibility
To lower the casket
And lay down flowers?
Crying for hours
As they go by
Still want to be a bully?
Life span you slowly devour
Till it gets all sour
How should I do it
Jump off a building
Get strung up in the ceiling
This is what i'm dealing with
Cut my wrists
Pop some pills
Just an easy kill
Most of us are lost in our paradise
We keep barging out
Its lifes we bargaining with
Who wants to take blame
It's a shame
Only company we tend to keep is misery, pity
Those in need of assistance
Face only resistance
How can somebody sink to that level
That is below the surface
And smile with a conscience
Situation is pure ominous
Duration of time is poisonous
Are we living in stone age
Where's the courage
Should'nt we strand united
We should'nt be petrified
We Should'nt ask for forgiveness
I cry when I reminiscing
Only because, I look different, it does'nt make me less valuable
Think of that, If you' able too
How should I do it
Jump off a building
Get strung up in the ceiling
This is what i'm dealing with
Cut my wrists
Pop some pills
Just an easy kill
Most of us are lost in our paradise
That talk about the way I feel
Sit in the corner and chill
Pretending to be a man of steel
Lets peel of some layers
Perhaps you don't call it major
Majority call in minor
This aint no city league
Aint nothing extra ordinary
About this gentleman
Just an avarage joe
Keep loosing the glow
Flow of the inner sprit
All The noncense
Wants me to vomit
Can't reach the rainbow
With a comet
A comment, could erase the pain tho
I just wish that's true
And I hope that's true
How should I do it
Jump off a building
Get strung up in the ceiling
This is what i'm dealing with
Cut my wrists
Pop some pills
Just an easy kill
Most of us are lost in our paradise
I rather be silent
Than receive the treatment
Of a nobody
But a nobody
Gets the same harassment
You think it's ok for somebody to be lonely in
The basement
Contemplating suicide
Without beeing suicidal
Words and actions two different things
But are still fatal
And not every tale have a good ending
You wanna single handidly hold the
Responsibility
To lower the casket
And lay down flowers?
Crying for hours
As they go by
Still want to be a bully?
Life span you slowly devour
Till it gets all sour
How should I do it
Jump off a building
Get strung up in the ceiling
This is what i'm dealing with
Cut my wrists
Pop some pills
Just an easy kill
Most of us are lost in our paradise
We keep barging out
Its lifes we bargaining with
Who wants to take blame
It's a shame
Only company we tend to keep is misery, pity
Those in need of assistance
Face only resistance
How can somebody sink to that level
That is below the surface
And smile with a conscience
Situation is pure ominous
Duration of time is poisonous
Are we living in stone age
Where's the courage
Should'nt we strand united
We should'nt be petrified
We Should'nt ask for forgiveness
I cry when I reminiscing
Only because, I look different, it does'nt make me less valuable
Think of that, If you' able too
How should I do it
Jump off a building
Get strung up in the ceiling
This is what i'm dealing with
Cut my wrists
Pop some pills
Just an easy kill
Most of us are lost in our paradise
Credits
Writer(s): Linden Victor, Elnertz Joakim Lars
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