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.
