Paradise Lost Disappear
In living with a fear of chance The chance of fears the only reason you're awake, We decrease in size when burdened with you mind, But you know escape is to run In a constant commotion - When I speak it's revulsion maybe you'll disappear Recall the past when you were strong Those distant days it seems are now forever gone, You'll increase desire to wander and retire, But you know escape is to run
