Testo Blame Paradise

Millions of minds press opinions like they're gospel (it's facts and figures find you're faded decay)
And all the pushers stand in line so vaingloriously hostile (if they had their way, we got no escape)
So I beg for rationale, it emits before the rage would amend with reduction
Again I offend people, I open my mouth
To resent, I present there's nothing pleasant to say

(Paradise)
I can't believe my eyes The truth's no longer deified
Instead we weigh the wreckage of this false information that you can't deny
Tell me this isn't real life

Did you believe it?
Can you unsee it?
It isn't difficult to describe a scheme
if you manage to mask with the startleties of double speak
But I can't keep up no, the stories keep up
Hell I'm not invincible to tricks that treat
The believer appears with deceit to boost the dignity

(Paradise)
I can't believe my eyes
The truth's no longer deified Instead we weigh the wreckage of this false information that you can't deny
Tell me this isn't real life

Could it be, maybe we, are responsible for sleeping while our enemies achieve the ends to all their needs
Could it be, maybe we, are responsible for sleeping while our enemies achieve the ends to all their needs

(Blame Paradise)
I can't believe my eyes
The truth's no longer deified
Instead we weigh the wreckage of this false information that you can't deny
A fantasy that aims to acidify
And still it spreads like a wild fire
Too many lies of which we rely
Tell me this isn't real