Paradise
Open up your sleepy eyes
Darling
Wake up from your dream
This isn't paradise
Face reality as it seems
I know you don't want to escape
Your pretty land of palm trees
But sweetie can't you see?
Some things aren't meant to be
Open up your sleepy eyes
Darling
Wake up from your dream
This isn't paradise
Face reality as it seems
Diminish society's disguise
Underneath that false sunshine
The world knows no compromise
Confront the true darkness
That is on the inside
Open up your sleepy eyes
Darling
Wake up from your dream
This isn't close to paradise
My dear
And it will never be
This poem is about:
My country
Our world
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