Sitting Dove - My Paradise (feat. Gimmick the Girl)

Huh-hm-hm
Hey hey
Ooh-woo-ee
Ah-ah-uh-uh-uh
Alright

Now you normally don't ever hear from folks like me
Voices beaten down, ignored, and buried by 'the industry'
Most go back to where they came from. head down tail between
And it's no shame, this town's not for everybody
Tried many times myself to quit but that's not me
Not after everything I've been through, after all, I've seen
I will not let them run me out, I won't concede
I will not bow down, they're gonna have to kill me
'Cause nothing was more gorgeous than when I first arrived
On Beachwood Drive under that unblemished blue sky
Feint heavenly haze, rich gold sunlight
Rising from those rolling Hills was that Hollywood sign
Its presence so majestic, downplayed divine
Everything about the moment approached sublime
Then a desert breeze blew in this haunt, this eerie vibe
That more was going on here than had met my eye

As a child Hotel California rippled in my mind
(My paradise)
When my dad up and left the house Hollywood became mine
(My paradise)
I'd long been drawn like a summer moth racing to a distant light
(My Paradise)
Those searchlights in the darkness would be my paradise
(My paradise)

It'd be nice if we could learn and live and think freely
Free from the claws of corporate, and-rigged social media feeds
But 'tis the day of the celebrity mouthpiece unleashed
Authenticity abused to bait their idolizing peeps
Stars whoring out their cred to credit card companies
And all those outsourced products made in sweat shop factories
But big ups to those getting paid, I just ask one thing
That you kindly shut you holes or really walk the walk you preach
Blind green when I arrived, but time has given me sight
Tinseltown's global reach is thoroughly corporatized
Virtue signals sent from Hollywood all serve the paradigm
Like a living, breathing psy-op cleverly disguised
Pruned, nurtured for a century like the finest vine
To keep us all drunk and addicted, soul nullified
So the elite can morph us into molds of their design
Sacrificing us to feed the one who brings the light

As a child Hotel California rippled through my mind
(My paradise)
Those searchlights in the darkness would be my paradise
(My paradise)
You gotta do all and much more you can think to do-and then you roll the dice
(My paradise)
Left hoping it comes up sixes, this is my paradise
(My paradise)
As a child Hotel California rippled through my mind
(My paradise)
Those searchlights in the darkness would be my paradise
(My paradise)
You gotta do all and much more you can think to do-and then you roll the dice
(My paradise)
Left hoping it comes up sixes, this is my paradise
(My paradise)

My paradise
Oh, my paradise
(Ooh-ooh)
My paradise
(Ooh-ooh)
My paradise
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
My paradise
(Ooh-ooh)
My paradise
(Ooh-ooh)
My paradise
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-)
My paradise

Written by:
Mark Woods

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