Private Paper Eden
Glue and Tar aka Private Paper Eden
Stuck and glued and don’t what to do
escape’s unlikley and not very timely
like digging out from a bottom of a pit
and it’s only getting deeper
lived life under the shadows of towers
Neon prison but it’s open all hours
Visitors come and tour and complain
and I never had a say
But the green is bright and there’s more where that came from
plenty to take from the visitors income
the green keeps glowing the greed keeps flowin
It’s our private paper eden
but walls fall down and man falls down
empires fall it all falls down
but it all comes with time and whos got the time
I wanna come unstuck now
Glued and Tarred to this fate to this place
leave for a day but it drags you back someway
single call, financial fall or personal tragedy
the poison flows beyond the streets
But unglue me
my fate and my soul
stop the tar
from taking it’s toll
I’m done with the fun
the high-society ties
I’d rather watch it burn
this private paper eden
Curse of this city and curse of this town
The Cards and Die suck up all the luck around
None left for the backs of the citizens
who wanna find a new way
drowning in a city of sex and sin
it sounds so fun even from the begining
but when you look at the mirror and you can’t see your soul
you realize years of neon have taken their toll
It seemed so normal it was all around
Nothing different was about to be found
It seemed so natural they seemed so real
With nothing to compare there was tell
To tell that it’s all off that it’s plastic lives
In plastic bubbles and plastic ties
Ties of green and bound with blood
Of the fathers and mothers in plastic neighborhoods
Glued and Tarred to this fate to this place
leave for a day but it drags you back someway
single call, financial fall or personal tragedy
the poison flows beyond the streets
But unglue me
my fate and my soul
stop the tar
from taking it’s toll
I’m done with the fun
the high-society ties
I’d rather watch it burn
this private paper eden
burn it up or melt it down
im done with the city im down with the town
soddom and gomor I’ll bear you no more
I’m coming unglued
Free me of this place free me of the pain
that comes when nothing real can touch my face
If I live among evil well that’s just fine
but I’d rather have it out where it can’t hide
but here it hides in the paper lined streets
the green is it’s cloak to thrive off the weak
it’s in the water and handshakes of men
who don’t want you to leave here again
But I’m getting out I’m saying fuck dodge
I’d rather be dead than live in the posh
and private paper eden that’s kept me so long
I’ll die before ever I call this place home