Paper Streets -

I’m walking the paper streets

And the pavement’s bleeding with ink

I know my life is made of words

This house of ink will close

Strange that I’ve lost my path

Even though I have never walked

My lies, so comfortable to dwell

That I believed myself

While the moonlight bathes in the puddles and drains

I will follow the smell of your cigarettes screaming

World, oh don’t you dare

To end right where we stand

And I know these streets, cause I’ve followed you home

I’m the shade you fear, one you will never know

And so the paper streets

Become the house of ink

I’ve burned every bridge behind

Cause I know that I am weak

And I’ll be trying to go back

I’m safe inside this trap

With this paper I’ll pave my way

Down to hell and up here again

I know there’s no way to return

It’s nice to see it burn

While the moonlight bathes in the puddles and drains

I will follow the smell of your cigarettes screaming

World, oh don’t you dare

To end right where we stand

And I know these streets, cause I’ve followed you home

I’m the shade you fear, one you will never know

And so the paper streets

Become the house of ink

While the moonlight bathes in the puddles and drains

I will follow the smell of your cigarettes screaming

World, oh don’t you dare

To end right where we stand

And I know these streets, cause I’ve followed you home

I’m the shade you fear, one you will never know

And so the paper streets

Become the house of ink