Grand Paradise
Foxing"Grand Paradise" is a song by Foxing, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:09 long and contains 46 lines and 298 words.
0:31I can be romantic
0:37When I'm starving for sleep
0:42When I try but I can't seem
0:45To remember anything
0:52With hair from a dog
0:57I've got a fistful of it's mane
1:02It's too coarse to stomach
1:05So I shove it down my throat
1:08Luck left late Saturday and now
1:13Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed
1:17They watch me sleeping in the kennel again
1:22I can't recall the bark but the bay I admit
1:32If I was listening I could hear it
1:37I'm shock-collared at the gates of heaven
1:4225 years that I've been trying to shake loose
1:49And if I try to sit still
1:51Then someone's breathing down my neck
1:59So I'm embarrassing myself again
2:04I should see myself out
2:09Lay me down in the tub
2:12Throw away my phone
2:14Strap a muzzle to my mouth now
2:20And Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed
2:23They watch me sleeping in the kennel again
2:29I can't recall the bark but the bay I admit
2:39If I was listening I could hear it
2:55If I was listening I could hear it
3:05If I listen I can hear
3:07Palms kept white hot gold rings folded like a
3:12Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now
3:17I've done nothing right
3:20I've gone wrong beside
3:23I can't see what's there
3:27But if I listen I can hear
3:28Luck bent low roar drum pressed to the glass
3:33The glass pressed loose soft spots marked on the wall
3:39Wall an empty stomach
3:42I've done nothing right
3:44I can't see what's there
3:48If I listen I can hear it
3:50Palms kept white hot gold rings folding like a
3:55Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now
4:00I've done nothing right
4:03I've gone wrong beside
4:05I can't see what's there
4:09I can't see anything at all
I can be romantic When I'm starving for sleep When I try but I can't seem To remember anything With hair from a dog I've got a fistful of it's mane It's too coarse to stomach So I shove it down my throat Luck left late Saturday and now Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed They watch me sleeping in the kennel again I can't recall the bark but the bay I admit If I was listening I could hear it I'm shock-collared at the gates of heaven 25 years that I've been trying to shake loose And if I try to sit still Then someone's breathing down my neck So I'm embarrassing myself again I should see myself out Lay me down in the tub Throw away my phone Strap a muzzle to my mouth now And Jesus Christ I'm wrecked to bed They watch me sleeping in the kennel again I can't recall the bark but the bay I admit If I was listening I could hear it If I was listening I could hear it If I listen I can hear Palms kept white hot gold rings folded like a Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now I've done nothing right I've gone wrong beside I can't see what's there But if I listen I can hear Luck bent low roar drum pressed to the glass The glass pressed loose soft spots marked on the wall Wall an empty stomach I've done nothing right I can't see what's there If I listen I can hear it Palms kept white hot gold rings folding like a Knot tied tight sweat leave sleep take me now I've done nothing right I've gone wrong beside I can't see what's there I can't see anything at all
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