Paper Planes
I guess I never really know what to think
All my thoughts are upside down
It's alright, sweet dreams
I never really know what to say
All these words fall out of my mouth
It's alright, sweet dreams
And it gets cold in my skin
And in these pools we're swimming in
It's alright, sweet dreams
We're throwing paper planes from the balcony
I can hold my breath
And fool myself
I guess I never really know where to go
All my ghosts are out on the town
It's alright, sweet dreams
We never really know how to feel
They toss you up and spin you around
It's alright, sweet dreams
And it gets cold in my skin
And in these bones we're living in
It's alright, sweet dreams
Throwing paper planes
Is enough for me
I can hold my breath
And fool myself
Maybe it's in a book I haven't read
We lay still and play dead
While I pretend
That all my plans aren't so irrelevant
As the paper planes
That I have made in my head
It's alright, sweet dreams
We're throwing paper planes
From the balcony
You can hold my hand
I'm still your friend
I guess I never really know what to think
All my thoughts are upside down
All my thoughts are upside down
It's alright, sweet dreams
I never really know what to say
All these words fall out of my mouth
It's alright, sweet dreams
And it gets cold in my skin
And in these pools we're swimming in
It's alright, sweet dreams
We're throwing paper planes from the balcony
I can hold my breath
And fool myself
I guess I never really know where to go
All my ghosts are out on the town
It's alright, sweet dreams
We never really know how to feel
They toss you up and spin you around
It's alright, sweet dreams
And it gets cold in my skin
And in these bones we're living in
It's alright, sweet dreams
Throwing paper planes
Is enough for me
I can hold my breath
And fool myself
Maybe it's in a book I haven't read
We lay still and play dead
While I pretend
That all my plans aren't so irrelevant
As the paper planes
That I have made in my head
It's alright, sweet dreams
We're throwing paper planes
From the balcony
You can hold my hand
I'm still your friend
I guess I never really know what to think
All my thoughts are upside down
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Writer(s): Tanner Pratt
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