Limosine

Well iv been chasing paper trees
Trying to find where they fall down
Iv got my own paper dreams
If no one cares do they dare make a sound
I bruise I breath up on these knees
Being all a paper can be
I cant be me I'm making paper pleas
BREATH
Dear fake pink limousine
Give me a carotene of kerosene
Nicotine and faded dreams
Wake up where the sun don't shine
Don't need no one to make me cry
SCREAM
Iv been chasing paper reasons
Trying to be what everyone can be
Iv been moving on these paper feelings
As my arms tear I cant bare to scream
While they succeed I'm on these paper knees
Keeping my paper chest held high
To make me scream this is what I need
DREAM
Dear fake pink limousine
Give me a carotene of kerosene
Nicotine and faded dreams
Wake up where the sun don't shine
Don't need no one to make me cry
BREATH