Paradise

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 Drinkin' white wine, an empty girl Told me that you'll see me And I see ya and I really wanna believe ya, I do Singin' blues, no shoes on Strummin' 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 lyin' 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 paralysed (yeah) No one makes it out alive (yeah) In paradise (yeah) Picture me in the major leagues Livin' 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't just have everything Some days I think I'll run away But 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 climbin' 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 paralysed (yeah) No one makes it out alive (yeah) In paradise (yeah) Paralysed (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