Paradise lyrics

[Chorus: Jesse Rutherford]

No matter where you go, you'll never have control

No one makes it out alive, no one makes it out alive in paradise

[Verse 1: Jesse Rutherford]

Picture you in summertime, drinkin' white wine in Antigua

Told me that you'll see me and I see ya

And I really wanna believe ya, I do

Singin' blues, no shoes on

Strummin' in the sun and you've got your feet up

I remember when you used to tell me that you'd find your freedom

It was hard to believe ya

[Pre-Chorus 1: Jesse Rutherford]

'Cause you never feel enough, it never fills you up

And if lyin' on an island is the closest that you'll come

Then run, go ahead, have fun, run

[Chorus: Jesse Rutherford]

No matter where you go (doesn't matter where you go)

You'll never have control (no, no, no, no)

Woke up feeling paralyzed (yeah)

No one makes it out alive (yeah)

In paradise (yeah)

[Verse 2: Jesse Rutherford]

Picture me in the Major Leagues

Livin' in a dream that I created, mhm

I wrote my own books so I never had to read your pages

I've got no patience for that anyway

Sensations don't mean anything

If I can just have everything

Some days I think I'll run away

What would I even do if I made it?

I just keep on fading 'cause

Pre-Chorus 2: Jesse Rutherford]

I never feel enough, it never fills me up

I'm climbin' up a giant rock, I'll never reach the top

But I can't stop, I can't stop, so

[Chorus: Jesse Rutherford]

No matter where I go (doesn't matter where I go, no, no)

I'll never have control (never ever have it under)

Woke up feeling paralyzed (yeah)

No one makes it out alive (yeah) in paradise (yeah)

Paralyzed (yeah)

No one makes it out alive (yeah) in paradise (yeah)

[Outro: Vic Mensa]

With your band of brothers, band—band of brothers

And when we pull up in the Phantom, the fans gon' love it

With your band of brothers, band—band—band

With—with your band—band of brothers

And when we pull up in the Phantom, the fans gon' love it