Para-para-paradise (Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh) This could be para-para-paradise Para-paradise When she was just a girl she expected the world This could be para, be paradise But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep Dreamed of

But who could've known it'd be this good? This is more than life This is paradise Woke up at home off that molly Bad bitch red bone on my body Smelling like Patron in mi casa That was one hell of a party Oh I knew life would be alright Oh and they tell me

Every time I close my eyes It's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side Oh oh oh, ha ha ha I don't wanna wake up from this tonight And there's no remedy for memory your face Your soul is hunting

In which we're given paradise but only for a day? Is it written in the stars, are we paying for some crime? Is that all that we are good for, just a stretch of mortal time? Is this God's experiment in which we had no say? I am here to tell you we can

Para-para-paradise This could be para-para-paradise When she was just a girl she expected the world Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise,

I need to be your lover I'm through with this mighty city Walking around, just stuck in my shit Conversation based around just sex, Words at the tip of my tongue (oh damn, baby!) Tell me one thing I must forget, Thinking about the naked women in my bed

For heaven's sake, let's fall in love Don't say a word, my darling Don't break the spell like this Just hold me tight, we're alone in the night And heaven is here in a kiss This pair of eyes can see a star So paradise can't be so far Since heaven's what

I don't want to be here anymore I know there's nothing left worth staying for Your paradise is something I've endured, whoa whoa I'm listening with one foot out the door See I don't think I can fight this anymore And I don't want to be here anymore But

I just hope it lasts forever I think this might be paradise I think this might be wonderland Ricky Rozay Maybach Music Get you out to France, fly you out to Nice Or we can chill out in Atlanta, let's enjoy the feast We can do the spa, we can do the mall

Follow me to paradise Took a shot and then made it a double Follow, follow me This album 2 but this song was written before the first My mind racing, I'm sick of pacing, I feel the thirst Of those around me that down me and pray on my demise But it only