Private Paradise - Annisokay, 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