There ain't no time to waste anymore
We're short on the change that we came here for
Everybody's waiting on
Another bomb to go off so we can sound the alarm
Weighing the scales surveying our polls
Praying on angels to save our souls
Well I ain't caving in to the fables we've been told
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
Somebody wake me up
I can't believe what I see
Must be some dream I made up
Everything I thought this was once
Turns out to be what seems like
Some sick delusion
An ugly glutton with a devilish soul
Dropping down a bottomless well of gold
Belly too full
Yet he still wants more
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
I'm losing patience sick of waiting
This nonsense it spreads like contagion
Sucks us dry
Like a parasite
Beneath the buried lies
Behind the tainted glass that they hide behind
There's a nice little slice
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
Well someone's looking down on the world through a telescope
Watching everything unfurl while we never know
Why we never win
Why don't we ever hold onto each other
No they pick them up and them go, let it go, let it go
They pick them up and
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go
Ante-Madder - Fool's Paradise Lyrics
Ante-Madder - Fool's Paradise Lyrics
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There ain't no time to waste anymore
We're short on the change that we came here for
Everybody's waiting on
Another bomb to go off so we can sound the alarm
Weighing the scales surveying our polls
Praying on angels to save our souls
Well I ain't caving in to the fables we've been told
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
Somebody wake me up
I can't believe what I see
Must be some dream I made up
Everything I thought this was once
Turns out to be what seems like
Some sick delusion
An ugly glutton with a devilish soul
Dropping down a bottomless well of gold
Belly too full
Yet he still wants more
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
I'm losing patience sick of waiting
This nonsense it spreads like contagion
Sucks us dry
Like a parasite
Beneath the buried lies
Behind the tainted glass that they hide behind
There's a nice little slice
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
Well someone's looking down on the world through a telescope
Watching everything unfurl while we never know
Why we never win
Why don't we ever hold onto each other
No they pick them up and them go, let it go, let it go
They pick them up and
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go
We're short on the change that we came here for
Everybody's waiting on
Another bomb to go off so we can sound the alarm
Weighing the scales surveying our polls
Praying on angels to save our souls
Well I ain't caving in to the fables we've been told
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
Somebody wake me up
I can't believe what I see
Must be some dream I made up
Everything I thought this was once
Turns out to be what seems like
Some sick delusion
An ugly glutton with a devilish soul
Dropping down a bottomless well of gold
Belly too full
Yet he still wants more
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
I'm losing patience sick of waiting
This nonsense it spreads like contagion
Sucks us dry
Like a parasite
Beneath the buried lies
Behind the tainted glass that they hide behind
There's a nice little slice
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
Of fool's paradise
I've had enough I'm done
Picking up after all
The crumbs you left us while you stuff yourself
You burned a hole in our pockets
You stole all the gold you feed off of us
Well someone's looking down on the world through a telescope
Watching everything unfurl while we never know
Why we never win
Why don't we ever hold onto each other
No they pick them up and them go, let it go, let it go
They pick them up and
Let them go
Let them go
Let them go
Writer: Brent Huntoon
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