Текст: Blind Iris. Loss of Paradise.

Sitting on a bench on the edge of a valley
City light lakes and smoke stack clouds
I've got a pocket full of lint and a 22 footprint
Yeah, I'm a top carnivore
My cup is overflowing
But my wants still bring me down
There is a lesson to learn

It's the loss of paradise
Her past is shadowed by a lie
She's an artist just like you are
You are honest so am I

Sitting on a bench on the edge of a valley
City light lakes and smoke stack clouds
I've got a pocket full of lint and a 22 footprint
Give me chrome, give me leather
My cup is overflowing
But my wants still bring me down
Won't learn my lesson alone

It's the loss of paradise
Her past is shadowed by a lie
She's an artist just like you are
You are honest so am I
It's the loss of paradise
I never wanted her to be

A dried up wasteland
Cemetary

Stripped

Sitting on a bench on the edge of a valley
City light lakes and smoke stack clouds
I've got a pocket full of lint and a 22 footprint
I say the bigger the better
My cup is overflowing
But my wants still bring me down
Could be the lessons to burn

We could do a dance like a strung out warchild
We could praise the ones in the world who got it
So nice. New device
If you can put your hand on the world and spin it
People gonna say your a warchild
Lifestyle. So wild
If you can put your hand on the globe and spin
Everybodies saying he's a warchild
Lifestyle. So wild
Warchild