You walked into this plastic paradise
Deceiver or truth-dealer, you decide
And now you're in my head, what does that say?
About the kind of games we came to play
What does it mean? How do I survive?
In your beautiful dream; in your beautiful life
I wanna come clean when I look in your eyes
I wanna believe in your beautiful lies
But I can only be here for so long
The more I stay, the more I don't belong
As the drums announce we are trapped inside a snare
I realize you're the bait which got me there
What does it mean? How do I survive?
In your beautiful dream, in your beautiful life
I wanna come clean when I look in your eyes
I wanna believe in your beautiful lies
Always in your scheming the pleasure and the price
But all that I am feeling is more than paradise
Always in my dreaming you taste like cherry ice
All while I am being a scream in paradise
Always in your scheming the pleasure and the price
But all that I am feeling is more than paradise
