Paper Cup
You always come up gold
Without having been told
Was I ever that young
Or was I always old?
You're trying on new fits
I'm on the same bullshit
But you know I love it
And I can't seem to quit
If I could just stand still (if I could just stand still)
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
Can we please back this up
Refill the paper cup
Until we're all grown up
And we have had enough
If I could just stand still (if I could just stand still)
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
If I could just stand still (if I could just stand still)
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
Something real
If I could just stand still (if I could just stand still)
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill
Searching for something real
Writer/s: Matthew Kallman, Martin Courtney, Jackson Pollis, Alexander Bleeker, Julian Lynch
