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What a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile Pain fill the void when boy met girl He’s a - puppet to nature, one year later now So deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her The average romanticized, American relationship Sinks, capsized, when either side becomes a slave to it Conditioned, dependant, afraid to be alone He needs that feeling that he can’t create all on his own He despises the fact she has a life outside of ‘them’ It drives him crazy to think she’s not insanely consumed with him Give her the guilt trip, and maybe she’ll quit livin’ To stay behind his prison walls and loose all individualism Well, this is happiness, masochistic torture, Plagued by the decadent, craved for affection The needle digs deep to push contentment through his blood stream It drowned out – hollow, the pothole of a junkie If he could only hear her sing, he wouldn’t wanna break her wings But emptiness has such a warm subtle sting She makes up for what he lacks – trapped He can’t imagine life without someone like that. We’ve rediscovered the long lost art of dyin’ Only the lonely resent angels for flyin’ Twisted, living off each other’s sickness, like parasites This is paradise We’ve rediscovered the long lost art of dyin’ Letras de cancionesOnly the lonely resent angels for flyin’ Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life This is paradise What a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed Hurt became clearer when girl met boy Between several breakups and plenty relapses Routine bread comfort led to serious attachment Now every once in awhile, she forgets to breathe Terrified of loosin’ em, paradise is misery Too much faith in the life-saving knight in shining armor Now what knight’s noticin’ – the scars she can’t hide any longer But they were her story way before he was It’s gross hope to think that he would heal such deep cuts At first it felt so right, but after one too many fights He turned out that hallway light, and all the wonder turned to spite So they sleep in the same bed, with guns to each other’s heads Dead to romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red Suffering from post-honeymoon disease, leeched to his whole existence She’ll die if he decides to leave Addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together Detouring the now, in a childish attempt to find forever Despite the fact they hold each other heart-to-heart You can’t be that close to somebody, without being so far apart We’ve rediscovered the long lost art of dyin’ Only the lonely resent angels for flyin’ Twisted, living off each other’s sickness, like parasites This is paradise We’ve rediscovered the long lost art of dyin’ Only the lonely resent angels for flyin’ Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life This is paradise Silence is the most obscure sound I’ve ever heard Those lonely, giant spaces in-between your every word And maybe I’m totally crazy for holdin’ on But, just cause I’m insane don’t mean that I’m wrong Now that you’re gone I can’t sleep at night, I barely even function right My memory’s on overdrive, to hungry and too cold to cry Miss the companionship I once took for granted The way you helped me manage, the partnership that vanished But I don’t expect you to stay chained by the ankle There’s so much world to see, so, fly free ~ my angel I’m dying without you, but it’s teaching me to live Heaven ain’t something someone else can give – it’s all inside of me We’ve rediscovered the long lost art of dyin’ Only the lonely resent angels for flyin’ Twisted, living off each other’s sickness, like parasites This is paradise We’ve rediscovered the long lost art of dyin’ Only the lonely resent angels for flyin’ Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life This is paradise There’s so much world to see, what’s stoppin’ me from flyin’ free? There’s so much world to see, what’s stoppin’ you from flyin’ free? There’s so much world to see, what’s stoppin’ me from flyin’ free? There’s so much world to see, what’s stoppin’ you from flyin’ free? …. From Letras Mania