Paper Planes
Sitting in penumbra
Now everthing's closed
The water flows
It's time for whirwind of contradictory thoughts
And asking himself if summat
Could overthrow this lady supremacy law
That slave his soul into the tool of her desire
She continues to fly
Her paper planes
And they swing and swing
Tirelessy all around my head
Keeping all their secrets
Leaving them to the rain
And how couldn't it be a thing that goes over our heads
Cause it gnaws your skin, your limbs and yourself
And since you were'nt decided
I was like okay i'll just wait
For the day when it'll be enough and I think it just came
But there's this breath over my arm
When we were holding so tight
And I thought that I just found a piece of paradise
She continues to fly
Her paper planes
And they swing and swing
Tirelessy all around my head
Keeping all their secrets
Leaving them to the rain
And I said
I'm sorry my friend
But now we're too tired
Look what we built
A beautiful sand empire
And as long as a runner's not dead
He will keep crawling over and over again
And we just know too well
That no one will agree to bend
To that end
She makes planes out of the paper
Of old love letters
As all the ablazed flowers
Drawing my devils into her fire
She makes planes out of the paper
Of all my old love letters
Where it was written
How much
I could have given her my heart
Now everthing's closed
The water flows
It's time for whirwind of contradictory thoughts
And asking himself if summat
Could overthrow this lady supremacy law
That slave his soul into the tool of her desire
She continues to fly
Her paper planes
And they swing and swing
Tirelessy all around my head
Keeping all their secrets
Leaving them to the rain
And how couldn't it be a thing that goes over our heads
Cause it gnaws your skin, your limbs and yourself
And since you were'nt decided
I was like okay i'll just wait
For the day when it'll be enough and I think it just came
But there's this breath over my arm
When we were holding so tight
And I thought that I just found a piece of paradise
She continues to fly
Her paper planes
And they swing and swing
Tirelessy all around my head
Keeping all their secrets
Leaving them to the rain
And I said
I'm sorry my friend
But now we're too tired
Look what we built
A beautiful sand empire
And as long as a runner's not dead
He will keep crawling over and over again
And we just know too well
That no one will agree to bend
To that end
She makes planes out of the paper
Of old love letters
As all the ablazed flowers
Drawing my devils into her fire
She makes planes out of the paper
Of all my old love letters
Where it was written
How much
I could have given her my heart
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Writer(s): Martin Garcia-suarez
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