as the shadows grow
we dive into
the tide of yesterday
when the colours bloom
to bleed away
we hide inside the frames
in resistance of understanding
today we die
while the story of us is written on
we're reading ancient tales
and the more you think to know 'bout me
the more I disappear
acting for the perfect picture
go shoot I'm already dead
follow the traces that lead to nowhere
away from the dirt
away from here
(from you)
chasing the image of Paradise Bay
come close to the dream
and lose reality
with me
with every name you give me
I illuminate
and slowly turn to air
and any time I try
to hold you tight
you slip away like sand
applauding the sleeping audience
hurray we're gone
follow the traces that lead to nowhere
away from the dirt
away from here
(from you)
chasing the image of Paradise Bay
come close to the dream
and lose reality
with me
the hollywood stars
and broadway queens
the jackpot hits
in heroin dreams
the vast ideas
of genius minds
the who is who
of olympus' tribe
I wrap my head in crimson skies
we drink champagne to the grace of mine
you suit me well I suit you fine
let's fuse to a sun in a meltdown hellfire
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Lyrics submitted by Sascha Junker.