Don t Break the Paradise Window

Step right up... see the neon light...
Nothing's real... but it feels so right...

The screen is flickering, a digital disease
Selling plastic flowers to the honeybees
A painted smile on a mannequin face
Wired to the system, running out of grace
They pump the static straight into your veins
A chemical solution for the mundane pains

I see the cracks behind the chrome
A sterile kingdom, a plastic throne!
The gears are grinding, hear them screech...
Salvation's just beyond your reach!

DON'T BREAK THE PARADISE WINDOW!
Just... glue... the... glass...
DON'T BREAK THE PARADISE WINDOW!
It's... all... we'll... ever... have!
A perfect prison, a gilded cage
A holographic war upon the page!
DON'T BREAK THE PARADISE WINDOW!
Or the sirens sing... your... final... page...

The west is burning, but the news is sweet
A candy-coated carpet for the bleeding feet
They sold the future for a stock report
A digital exodus to a plastic fort
The flag is woven out of spider silk
And we're drinking poison thinking it is milk!

I smell the rot behind the paint
A hypocrite posing as a saint!
The clock is ticking, tick... tock... boom...
There's no escape inside this room!

DON'T BREAK THE PARADISE WINDOW!
Just... glue... the... glass!
DON'T BREAK THE PARADISE WINDOW!
It's... all... we'll... ever... have!
A perfect prison, a gilded cage
A holographic war upon the page!
DON'T BREAK THE PARADISE WINDOW!
OR THE SIRENS SING YOUR FINAL PAGE!

Look at you. Staring at the reflection.
Worshipping the distortion.
You call this freedom? No.
You call this heaven?
This is the window... and you are the fly...
Buzzing against the glass... waiting to die...
BUT YOU LOVE THE VIEW!

Whispered with a bitter laugh:
Don't break it...
It's expensive...
...and Heaven is on sale this week...