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The Neighbourhood - Paradise (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Fried
Brandon Fried
Drums
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Rhythm Guitar
Jesse®
Jesse®
Vocals
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Programming
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Bass Guitar
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse®
Jesse®
Songwriter
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Songwriter
Zachary Abels
Zachary Abels
Songwriter
Jeremy Freedman
Jeremy Freedman
Songwriter
Brandon Fried
Brandon Fried
Songwriter
Michael Margott
Michael Margott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Mixing Engineer
Dave Cerminara
Dave Cerminara
Recording Engineer
Miro Mackie
Miro Mackie
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

No matter where you go, you'll never have control No one makes it out alive, no one makes it out alive In paradise Picture you in summertime Drinking white wine, an empty girl Told me that you'll see me And I see ya and I really wanna believe ya, I do Singing blues, no shoes on Strumming in the sun and you've got your feet up I remember when you used to tell me that you'd find your freedom It was hard to believe ya 'Cause you never feel enough, it never fills you up And if lying on an island is the closest that you'll come Then run, go ahead, have fun, run No matter where you go (Doesn't matter where you go) You'll never have control (no, no, no, no) Woke up feeling paralyzed (yeah) No one makes it out alive (yeah) In paradise (yeah) Picture me in the major leagues Living in a dream that I created, mhm I wrote my own books so I never had to read your pages I've got no patience for that anyway Sensations don't mean anything If I can just have everything Some days I think I'll run away What would I even do if I made it? I just keep on fading 'cause I never feel enough, it never fills me up I'm climbing up a giant rock, I'll never reach the top But I can't stop, I can't stop, so No matter where I go (Doesn't matter where I go, no, no) I'll never have control (Never ever have it under) Woke up feeling paralyzed (yeah) No one makes it out alive (yeah) In paradise (yeah) Paralyzed (yeah) No one makes it out alive (yeah) In paradise (yeah) With your band of brothers Band-band of brothers And when we pull up in the Phantom, the fans gon' love it With your band of brothers Band-band-band With, with your band, band of brothers And when we pull up in the Phantom, the fans gon' love it
Writer(s): Michael Margott, Jesse Rutherford, Brandon Fried, Zach Abels, Jeremy Freedman, Lars Stalfors Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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