Head breaks clear For a day Stare around at all these perfect houses Straight rows and gardens Pretty pennies for all the waste Every whim Every desire at our finger tips Just work hard for that smile You might just get what your aching heart desires Living in a Fickle Paradise It'll find a price for your every comfort And there's so many left outside But we don't do much more than close our eyes Here we are in this dream One we're born into So we'll follow through, wave a burning branch at those we called our friends And it makes me want to scream For justice, for the soul of life Enthralled with a system That leaves so many of us more dead inside than alive But these bitter fruits we reap Still taste sweet enough For more, for more And what we don't know Doesn't seem to hurt us much When we find it in every store What's in store Living in a fickle paradise It'll take a hammer to your insecurities And there's so much left outside But we don't do much more than close our eyes Living in a fickle paradise It'll find a price for your every comfort And there's so many left outside But we don't do much more than Close our eyes