Pardon me I can’t go further

Through this whirling pool of slaughter

Can’t get out I can’t get through

Forget my name and what a fool, Ive been

Dressing up and dressing down

Promise me you’ll figure out

What a dime I’m dreaming for

All these times were nothing more, than a

Paradise, I’ve strayed from your “paradigm”

What would I do, where could I go

To live in your “paradise”

I’m choking on severed pride

Can’t say I want to keep going on

Can I keep dreaming on

Wishing you to wish me well

All I’ve heard was “Can’t you just…”

I’ve thought it all, I’ve thought it through

I’m falling to be treaded onto

Trade my worth with bread and butter

Still I’ve lost the things that matter

To myself, what does it mean

To lose it all, and now re-entering

“Paradise”, mistaken as “paradigm”

What could I do, where could I find the

Way back to your “paradise”

I’ll serve you my severed pride

Can’t say I want to keep dragging on

Will I keep dreaming on

Careful dear please don’t back down

All the weights don’t serve to sink you

Plead it once, then plead it twice

Soon you’ll find the world to stay with you