Paper World

We fall apart, to get back up

We learn the rules to just get by, that's not enough

We fall apart, to get back up

We learn the rules to just get by, that's not enough

Born to be broken

Born to be broken

This is a human uproar

These are the plagues that contain our souls

We are so easily crumbled

And shaped like a paper world

This is the point where I told myself I would never be

Your ideas tempt my mind

With something that I never wanted

Even with these constant reminders

But the immoral overlays the benefits

What have they sold us?

What have they sold us here?

In a world where we thrive off hurt and confusion

It's been whispered in our minds that it's just a phase

That it's just a phase

We listen, we accept thinking it will pass

But this state of intertwining's overdue for its last

We listen, we accept thinking it will pass

But this state of intertwining's overdue for its last

I have discovered yet another analytical failure

And its agony flows through our veins

We have strayed from the disease

That can take our system hostage

Never will I compare myself to the gold that you claim

Never will I settle in this grave that you call home

It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough

I won't settle any longer

This is the point when you suffer

We fall apart, to get back up

We learn the rules to just get by, that's not enough

We fall apart, to get back up

We learn the rules to just get by, that's not enough