yesyes - Papers

Everybody’s chasing papers,
standing atop skyscrapers
and wanting to get even higher.

There is no escape
of our living fate
or if there is just call me liar.

The path’s called time,
and there’s no rhyme
in the world that could describe.

The pain I feel
for all the ill,
who will never see the light.

So I rise above the hatred,
that this world created
and shout from the top of my lungs
I don’t want to see our sons

betrayed and flayed
by all the lies
we cannot see
with our bare eyes,
You have to see:

Life is a one night stand
and if you’re slow,
you will for sure
be swallowed by the quicksand.

Everybody’s chasing papers,
standing atop skyscrapers
and wanting to get even higher.

There is no escape
of our living fate
or if there is just call me liar.

It doesn’t matter to them
if they stampede little men,
so much pain in my brain.

Its their eager for more,
that disguisting odor
hurts our noses, more and more.

So I rise above the hatred,
that this world created
and shout from the top of my lungs
I don’t want to see our sons

betrayed and flayed
by all the lies
we cannot see
with our bare eyes,
You have to see.

So I rise above the hatred,
that this world created
and shout from the top of my lungs
I don’t want to see our sons

betrayed and flayed
by all the lies
we cannot see
with our bare eyes,
You have to see:

Life is a one night stand
and if you’re slow,
you will for sure
be swallowed by the quicksand.