Paradise - Great Deceivers

I’ve tried and I’ve tried, by now multiple times

To work out or divine what’s lacking and wrong

With despair?

I’ve made haste wasting time

Why darkness clouds both my eyes?

I’ve searched and I’ve searched, reworked and reworked

With my hands tightly nailed to my sides

And novels of words in my mouth

Years of hate built up in my heart

Every breath is a call to arms

With rooms upon rooms full of useless design

With a soul so empty it can no longer resign

It’s why I hate what I want and what I have isn’t mine

What I have was never mine, 'cause what I now have in mind

Is a blank paradise, another blonde parasite

I’m too young to be kind

I’m always falling, always falling behind in my blank paradise

A backwards paradigm, I’m too young to be kind

I’m too young to be kind