Paradise In Ruin

Pleasure

Killing me softly now

Release all the pressure

The temperature elevates the road to paradise

Your haunting never felt so good

Eliciting feelings of grandeur

This nature

Illuminates the dark parasite that's

Inside

My paradise in ruin

When the rain pours

I stand there and smile as I look at grey filled skies

Flood all the air in my lungs

Drowning from all of my shame

And though the sky's falling down I'm at peace with this vice

So sick

Their cures are cycles

We were never made to feel anything but nothing

Better now, but never better

Stormy skies with darker weather

Can't we get our fix? (x2)

Pressure from tending new wounds

(Pressure)

Killing me softly, eroding my peace

(Killing)

What will be the aftermath?

(Aftermath)

When is all is said

Do I sow what I reap?

(You reap what you sow)

I reap what I sow

So sick

Their cures are cycles

We were never made to feel anything but nothing

Better now, but never better

Stormy skies with darker weather

Can't I get my fix? (x2)

So sick

Their cures are cycles

We were never made to feel anything but nothing

Better now, but never better

Stormy skies with darker weather

Can't we get our fix? (x2)