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Paradise
Far away from reality
I found a paradise
Based on my own insanity
Under the influence of ice.
So high up in the sky
Hidden from those who can't fly.
The wind in my hair,
To nothing I can compare
This feeling, this lie.
Every high has its comedown,
It was too good to be true.
The sea of emptiness in which I would drown
Just to stop feeling so blue.
I'm lost in this paradise
Can't find a way out,
Standing on a thin ice,
Finally see what's it all about.
But it's too late
I must now pay my price.
I found a paradise
Based on my own insanity
Under the influence of ice.
So high up in the sky
Hidden from those who can't fly.
The wind in my hair,
To nothing I can compare
This feeling, this lie.
Every high has its comedown,
It was too good to be true.
The sea of emptiness in which I would drown
Just to stop feeling so blue.
I'm lost in this paradise
Can't find a way out,
Standing on a thin ice,
Finally see what's it all about.
But it's too late
I must now pay my price.
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