Paper Songtext
von Planer
Paper Songtext
Come out to mine
Maybe you could help
I don′t wanna drive
I can't help myself
And I′m going up high
Lips taste like chaser
There's room to write
On my shell made of paper
Johns stopping by
Oh he's not much help
So on the ride
I could ring a bell
And I′m going up high
Lips taste like chaser
There′s room to write
On my shell made of paper
Maybe you could help
I don′t wanna drive
I can't help myself
And I′m going up high
Lips taste like chaser
There's room to write
On my shell made of paper
Johns stopping by
Oh he's not much help
So on the ride
I could ring a bell
And I′m going up high
Lips taste like chaser
There′s room to write
On my shell made of paper
Writer(s): Eric Fram, Jack Mooradian, Matthew Day, Zack Moncrieff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
