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ATALYA - Prisoner in Paradise

Lyrics, Music - ATALYA Vocals - ATALYA Guitar, Organ, Bass, Percussion - Shuzin Violin, Viola- Noam Haimovitz Weinschel Cello - Yoed Nir Trombones - Yaron Ouzana, Yair Slutzki Trumpets - Yuval Peleg, Roy Zuzovsky Production, Mix - Shuzin Mastering - Björn Engelmann at Cutting Room Studios - Stockholm - Sweden From “Prisoner in Paradise” Art by - Ilya Salnikov - DIGITAL - yallacoola Agency - Lyrics: This is the story of the girl with the black feet An unsolved riddle of “a win or defeat?” A broken record, a past on repeat, A lethal grip of a predatory beast So come sit down, For as long as it takes Though deep is the bite, don’t you try to escape Well, this is what it’s like, To be a prisoner in paradise: Remember when they told you- “You are blindly free to trust, The system will protect you And your future’s taking off” But when you turned they stabbed your back And left you on the ground Cause this is what it’s like, To be a prisoner in paradise Now you can almost see the texture of their rotten soul and past, Their forbidden fruit was poisoned So you’ve woken up, at last But Look upwards, the heavens…. Looks like home, right where you stand…. Cause this is what it’s like, To be a prisoner in paradise Now you gotta be smart, cause you’re not getting any younger, Many years get lost in time, Burnt, feeling, numb and frozen Don’t blink, don’t regret, Your soul is under attack, and Don't dare to look back, or else you just might crack Cause this is what it’s like, To be a prisoner in paradise Their loyal dogs will watch you Like a newborn with his mom Taking pictures when you’re walking And your first steps make them smile And when you cry they’ll let you know They’re always by your side Then they’ll sing your lullabies Making sure you’re lying down Then on your knees you'll cry for justice, Seek salvation, seek your faith Though you’ve been running round in circles, They’ll say you're free, inside a maze Then on your years they hang a price tag, So much cheaper than the pain…. Well, this is what it’s like, To be a prisoner in paradise In the streets they're all still laughing While your lover still complains You’re still searching for compassion While he never meant to stay You still hope he'll come to take you When they’ll take out all their rage Just to find out you are lonely In the abyss of your despair Cause this is what it’s like, To be a prisoner in paradise oh, lover… take my soul, take my body and my money, take my home, suck the life out of me, so you can shine Oh, boss come to my home, smile at my face and take my hope, put all my rights on a big jet plane, and send them one way to the other side of earth Oh, doctor, you give me more pills, you give me more pills, you give me more pills, give me more pills, you give me more pills, you give me more pills, you give me more pills. In the darkest of all stories You’ll find one pitiful disgrace When you’ll see they all reflect your Unsubconscious hidden shame And what if the gates were open All along, along the pain? Were the keys right in your pocket? Was the hurt at your command? You sing a song about betrayal But they’re so loyal, to their crimes And long ago they were your people Right before they crossed the lines So let’s say you’re free tomorrow and let’s say you break the ice Should the road home mean redemption If you’re tired, broken down? Yes, you believe it’s now all over, Yes, you believe it’s time to leave, But when you close your eyes, They hunt you, even in your dreams, You write new songs about redemption, While their old record, it still spins, And you packed yourself your bags of sorrow, You think it’s time to check them in?