What a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile

Pain feel the void, when boy met girl

He's a puppet to nature, one year later now

So deeply and sickly in love, it makes him hate her

The average romanticized american relationship, sinks capsize

When either side becomes a slave to it

Conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone

He needs that feeling that he can't create, (alone?)his own(home?)

He despises the fact she has a life outside of them

It drives him crazy to think she's not insanly consumed with him

Give her the guilt trip

And maybe she'll quit livin to stay behind these prison walls

And lose all individualism

Well this is happiness, masochistic torture, plagued by the decadent, craved for affection

The needle digs deep to push contenment through his blood stream, it drowned now - hollow

The pothole of a junkie

If he could only hear her sing he wouldn't wanna break her wings

But emptiness has such a warm subtle sting

She makes up for what he lacks - trapped

He can't imagine life without someone like that



[Chorus]

If we'd discover the long lost art dying

Only the lonely resent angels for flying

Twisted, living off eachother's sickness, like parasites

This is paradise

If we'd discover the long lost art dying

Only the lonely resent angels for flying

Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life

This is paradise



What a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed

(Her?) became girl(?), when girl met boy

Between several breakups and plenty relapses

Routine read comfort led to serious attachment

Now every once in a while she forgets to breathe

Terrified of losing'em, paradise is misery

Too much faith in the lifesaving knight in shining armour

Now what knight's noticing - the scar she can't hide any longer

But they were her story way before he was

It's growse hope to think that he would feel such deep cuts

At first it felt so right but after one too many fights

He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite

So they sleep in the same bed with guns to eachother's heads

Dead the romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red

Suffering from post-honeymoon's disease, leeched to his whole existence

To die if he decides to live (?)

Addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together

Detouring the now in a childish attempt to find forever

Despite the fact they hold eachother heart-to-heart

You can't be that close to somebody without being so far afar



[Chorus]



Sigh, this is the most obscure sound I've ever heard

Those lonely giant spaces in between your every word

And maybe I'm totally crazy for holdin on

But just cause I'm insane don't mean that I'm wrong

Now that shit gone I can't sleep at night, i barely even function right

My memories on overdrive, too hungry and too cold to cry

Miss the companionship I once took for granted

The way you helped me manage, the partnership that vanished

But I don't expect you to stay chained by the ankle

There's so much world to see, so, fly free my angel

I'm dying without you but it's teaching me to live

Heaven ain't something someone else can give - it's all inside of me



[Chorus]



There's so much world to see, what's stopping me from flying free?

There's so much world to see, that's stopping you from flying free?



[repeat until end]