Teksty: Mest. Mest. Paradise (122nd And Highland).

Shot memory and a fucked up mind
Can't remember what I left behind
A dead-end street, nights with no sleep
Have I left my paradise for good?

122 and Highland Street
This is where we used to meet
I knew that we'd move on someday
But I didn't think that it would be this way

I can't remember what it is I wanted
But maybe if I lose it then I won't forget

I'm feeling sorry getting older
Nights we spent there are now over
What's the purpose if I move on
All I had is now all gone

Have I left my paradise for good?
Have I left my paradise for good?

Now I return but it's not the same
Somehow what we had is changed
I stare at you with my blurry eyes
But you're not a face I recognize

I can't remember what it is I wanted
But maybe if I lose it then I won't forget

I'm feeling sorry, getting older
Nights we spent there are now over
What's the purpose if I move on
All I had is now all gone

Have I left my paradise for good?

Shot memory and a fucked up mind
Can't remember what I left behind
A dead end street nights with no sleep
Have I left my paradise for good?

122 and Highland Street
This is where we used to meet
I knew that we'd move on someday
But I didn't think that it would be this way

I'm feeling sorry getting older
Nights we spent there are now over
What's the purpose if I move on
All I had is now all gone

Have I left my paradise for good?
Have I left my paradise for good?
Left my paradise for good

We had is changed, I look