Paper, Bullets And Walls

Show me anyone

The patient is gone

It hasn't been breathing

Since it learnt right from wrong

Any innocent, got discontent

This is why children sing lament

Are you dying yet?

Do you remember to forget?

Like I do, like I do

You got what you spent

One hundred percent of nothing's nothing

Make my life unsafe for living

Your diamonds are dirt

I'd much rather hurt than have all your addictions

If you want forever, we'll fuck you baby

Is it paper or bullets in the walls

When it could be possible, beautiful, wonderful

Every little wing

Flaps for something

But no one knows one

I got governments, I got continents

This is important baby, come on, get up

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