Paper Eyes -

Are we afraid of our own voices

I’m buried under concrete weighted down by my own vices

Are we just clay and dirt, broken down and reinvented

This voice is your own, bouncing off the walls

Just listen

«I am afraid»

Everywhere I walk, paper eyes follow me

I’m sick and tired of always being told who to be

Are we so caught in our own traps

Invented disorders keep us locked inside our heads

We all need someone to blame

But I’m the one responsible for where I am today

This voice is your own, bouncing off the walls

Just listen

Everywhere I walk, paper eyes follow me

They will always find you when you run but you’ll still cower