Thorin Loeks - Fickle Paradise Lyrics

Head breaks clear
For a day
Stare around at all these perfect houses
Straight rows and gardens
Pretty pennies for all the waste
Every whim
Every desire at our finger tips
Just work hard for that smile
You might just get what your aching heart desires

Living in a
Fickle Paradise
It'll find a price for your every comfort
And there's so many left outside
But we don't do much more than close our eyes

Here we are in this dream
One we're born into
So we'll follow through, wave a burning branch at those we called our friends
And it makes me want to scream
For justice, for the soul of life
Enthralled with a system
That leaves so many of us more dead inside than alive

But these bitter fruits we reap
Still taste sweet enough
For more, for more
And what we don't know
Doesn't seem to hurt us much
When we find it in every store
What's in store

Living in a fickle paradise
It'll take a hammer to your insecurities
And there's so much left outside
But we don't do much more than close our eyes
Living in a fickle paradise
It'll find a price for your every comfort
And there's so many left outside
But we don't do much more than
Close our eyes