Paradox

The more I move the more you shake
There's sparkling gold at the gates
It's the kind of death that keeps on breathing
A prodigal love that keeps on leaving

A blood red wine you can't stop drinking
It's the nights you're up you can't stop thinking

And you're willing, you're willing to die
You're willing, you're willing to die
So one day, so one day you'll taste life
This is the paradox of you and I, you and I

It's a criminal, miserable fight
One of us has got a gun, the other's got a knife
It's the kind of hunger you can't stop feeding
A bloody, tender steak you're slowly eating

It's the kind of dream you wish would one day end
A story where the Devil drops dead

And you're willing, you're willing to die
You're willing, you're willing to die
So one day, so one day you'll taste life
This is the paradox of you and I, you and I