Paper Tiger
I love to hate ya
Like a pack of cigarettes
I know what I want but I just ain't there yet
My Paper Tiger
Keep your claws to yourself
You ain't fooling no one
So shut your mouth
I told you that night when you're acting like you're on ya throne
Spilling my drink, being a prick, not as cool as you think
And I told you last week when I sold you that ounce
My Paper Tiger
Shut your mouth
And when I see you through these bloodshot eyes
I see our dreams and demons and we collide
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
Ok ok ok
I'm in over my head
You got me swimming around
You're like a brick on my leg
But I can't kick the habit
You know I've got to have it
My Paper Tiger
Got me like an addict
And when I see you through these bloodshot eyes
I see our dreams and demons and we collide
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
I told you that night when you're acting like you're on ya throne
Spilling my drink, being a prick, not as cool as you think
And I told you last week when I sold you that ounce
My Paper Tiger
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
Like a pack of cigarettes
I know what I want but I just ain't there yet
My Paper Tiger
Keep your claws to yourself
You ain't fooling no one
So shut your mouth
I told you that night when you're acting like you're on ya throne
Spilling my drink, being a prick, not as cool as you think
And I told you last week when I sold you that ounce
My Paper Tiger
Shut your mouth
And when I see you through these bloodshot eyes
I see our dreams and demons and we collide
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
Ok ok ok
I'm in over my head
You got me swimming around
You're like a brick on my leg
But I can't kick the habit
You know I've got to have it
My Paper Tiger
Got me like an addict
And when I see you through these bloodshot eyes
I see our dreams and demons and we collide
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
I told you that night when you're acting like you're on ya throne
Spilling my drink, being a prick, not as cool as you think
And I told you last week when I sold you that ounce
My Paper Tiger
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
You've got your rope around my chest
And ya biting my neck
You make me sweat
You make me sweat
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Israel Mcewan-coombes, Alexander Price, Jacob Barton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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