ordinary Then we beg for more and more and more Oh lock me up in an institution and throw away the key Then I'm free the prisoner of paradise Take me
Then we beg for more and more and more Oh lock me up in an institution and throw away the key Then I'm free the prisoner of paradise Take me down I've
FELT LOVE GROWING UP SO STRONG. CAN YOU FEEL IT, FEEL IT IN YOUR HEART THAT NOTHING CAN TEAR US APART YOUR LIFE, YOUR LIFE, NOT CLOSE ENOUGH TO PARADISE
tearing it down And doing it all my life Money for guns and kids on the run We're prisoners of paradise Prisoners of paradise Prisoners of paradise Prisoners of paradise
But hey, we're just children of tomorrow Hangin' on to yesterday Woah whoa yeah yeah Prisoners in paradise Ooh Prisoners in paradise Yeah yeah We're just prisoners in paradise
you could be mine, we'd both shine? If I ruled the world, still livin' for today In these last days an' times The way to be, paradise like relaxin'
Listen Yeah, #1 Life of time of dreaming Visuallising paradise I woke up, rolled over and told my girl were leaving, Its time to sacrifice the lot, Because
there C'mon take it there I'm from the side of town Where shots get sprayed around Where the expectancy rate be twenty-eight around Downtown battleground where cops parade
with paradise waitin' Just five miles away from wherever I am "And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the green river where paradise
niggas talk blow, well I sold mine Like a bad crampe, it's locking up in no time More time in the kitchen than I spent in the studio Gangasta?s paradise
Come down from where you are and get down We are what we are, now we are found Till the sun of the prison, the guns We've taken all our vows, we are find
named bill She made secret calls to the monkey man from a mansion on the hill It was out on thunder road - tweeter at the wheel They crashed into paradise
blow, While I sold mine. Like a bad crape, it's locking up in no time. More time in the kitchen then I spent in the studio, Case paradise and I ain
My God, they killed them all" Here comes the story of the Hurricane The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done Put in a prison
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time The odor of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
like Paradise We'll be in Heaven tonight This feels like Paradise We'll be in Heaven tonight This feels like Paradise We'll be in Heaven tonight This feels like Paradise
