Black: Paradise Lost
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Black: Paradise Lost
You know you're where it's at
but you don't know where that is,
when your friends come round smiling
and greet you with a kiss,
Then push you in the dirt
from behind.
There's no time like the right time
when the now times wearing thin
for their silver tinsel dresses
and their microwave skin
and their cheap books of romance.
I think I'll take my chances.
So I run like I'd run from a flood,
like you know it's understood.
That your golden hair
was never meant to wear
a paper crown.
You know that a smile
is their workaday face.
You can't calculate the effort
just to keep it in its place.
They don't shoot to kill, they'd always miss,
so shoot to wound.
Like they're always searching through your pockets
like they expect to find a answer.
The truth is that the truth is
as commonplace as cancer.
If you'd only take the time
you don't need to seek to find it.
Just run like I'd run from a flood,
like you know it's understood.
That your golden hair
was never meant to wear
a paper crown.
(solo)
Run like you'd run for good,
like the rivers running blood
and you see your life flashing by.
I run like I'd run from a flood,
like you know it's understood.
That your golden hair
was never meant to wear
a paper crown,
a paper crown,
a paper crown,
a paper crown.
--->> Enrique Morano <<---
but you don't know where that is,
when your friends come round smiling
and greet you with a kiss,
Then push you in the dirt
from behind.
There's no time like the right time
when the now times wearing thin
for their silver tinsel dresses
and their microwave skin
and their cheap books of romance.
I think I'll take my chances.
So I run like I'd run from a flood,
like you know it's understood.
That your golden hair
was never meant to wear
a paper crown.
You know that a smile
is their workaday face.
You can't calculate the effort
just to keep it in its place.
They don't shoot to kill, they'd always miss,
so shoot to wound.
Like they're always searching through your pockets
like they expect to find a answer.
The truth is that the truth is
as commonplace as cancer.
If you'd only take the time
you don't need to seek to find it.
Just run like I'd run from a flood,
like you know it's understood.
That your golden hair
was never meant to wear
a paper crown.
(solo)
Run like you'd run for good,
like the rivers running blood
and you see your life flashing by.
I run like I'd run from a flood,
like you know it's understood.
That your golden hair
was never meant to wear
a paper crown,
a paper crown,
a paper crown,
a paper crown.
--->> Enrique Morano <<---
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