Jesus Loves Junkies - Escape From Paradise

You've got your lips wrapped around it
You've got the blame on tight
Deaf and dumb again
With ten more left to swallow
Fumble into the light
They told you tonight's the night

Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
No paradise
(The faithful, the fucked, the floating)
Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
How does it feel
Now that you're in the hive?

Pick the scabs you don't let heal
Suck me down like your last meal
Dig in like there's no more whores tomorrow
Pick the fruit
Chop down the tree
You probably don't remember me
The threat that there will be no more tomorrow
You will always be with us
And you can never forgive us
Pick the scabs you don't let heal
Fuck me with what isn't real
Safe as safe can be in your sickness

Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
No paradise
(The faithful, the fucked, the floating)
Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
How does it feel
Now that you're in the hive?

Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
No paradise
(The faithful, the fucked, the floating)
Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
What will you become
Just to stay alive?

You're always with us
You have no forgiveness
You're always with us
No forgiveness

Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
No paradise
(The faithful, the fucked, the floating)
Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
How does it feel
Now that you're in the hive?

Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
No paradise
(The faithful, the fucked, the floating)
Your paradise
(The fake, the freak, the father)
What will you become
Just to stay alive?

Marry your bride
Get buried alive
Get buried alive
Get buried alive
Get buried alive
Get buried alive
Get buried alive
Get buried alive

Written by:
Jeff Wambolt

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