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 want to 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