We are molten

We are molten rock inside a paper bag

She said tell me no more of your stories
I'm fed up of all your anecdotes, your tiresome nonsense
She said sing me no more of your melodies, you rip them all off anyway

No more time for dreaming
Now that you're here you know you're all alone
One more time to remind me
Now that you're here, you know you're all I want

We are molten rock inside a paper bag

She said wrap me no more in your malady
I'm fed up of all your arrogance, and wasn't joking
She said sing me no more of your melodies
They're a little tiresome anyway

No more time for dreaming
Now that you're here you know you're all alone
One more time to remind me
Now that you're here, you know you're all I want

We are molten rock inside a paper bag



Credits
Writer(s): Steve Gribble
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