paper trail by the sound chalk makes

Do you feel like the one?
I can't breathe from your lungs
See a piece of your torn white tracks

Eat my breath, eat my love
Take my fever out
Leave the lithium in the past

I guess I was
Looking for you to save
I guess I was
Too high to be insane

I live in a box
So clearly
I can't reach you
When I scream for love

Paper trail, I guess I found my way out
You move your shit to the 'burbs
I lose myself on the couch
Paper trail, I guess I found my way out
You move your shit to the 'burbs
I lose myself on the couch

And it's the walls that burn
The scars on me, they return
I see my life in thirds

I wanna crash, you turn
You take a right and you swerve
I just don't think you deserve to

I-I-I-I know you wanna digress
Truth be told couldn't care less
Shatter the glass, the pyrex

(Breath, breath) I taste your breath from a mile away
Tell me we'll lie today
I guess I wanna stay

Paper trail, I guess I found my way out
You move your shit to the 'burbs
I lose myself on the couch
Paper trail, I guess I found my way out
You move your shit to the 'burbs
I lose myself on the couch

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