This side of paradise
Used to look so nice
Now its something i despise
As seen through your set of eyes

Sure money may run dry
And people may still die
Means nothing to the sky
As it casually drifts by

Paying no mind to those around
Who be stuck on the ground
Like a barking hound
Held up in the pound

Life moves on
Deal with it pawn
Dont yawn
Just...clean up your lawn

This side of paradise
Used to look so nice
Started to really think twice
After all this bleak advice