The Garden – Banned from Paradise Lyrics

Banned from Paradise – The Garden Lyrics

The walls around me are falling down

I think I knocked them down myself

I don't care if you don't like me

You can't imagine where we've been

This ship was sunk so many times

Tons of rats we never spoke of

Won't give them my fucking time

I'll never give them another dime

I stay quiet, I'm a mime

Sometimes you need to fight through the grime

No time for talking, I'm in my prime

No time for talking

The roof above me is caving in

Only so much I can do to hold it

Might as well just burn the whole thing down

It is what it is, at this point

Walking on eggshells it's goddamn farce

Isn't the way, I'm down to run it

I am one of the creators

But I'm also a culprit

Is it even worth saving at all?

Banned from Paradise, de The Garden, integra o álbum Bootleg; composta por Wyatt Shears e Fletcher Shears, lançada em 10 de julho de 2026.

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