Life’s a paper to the flame From from the cradle to the grave It’s the memories trapped inside we see Anything we wanna see but I what I’m looking for Is someone to love us. Its the step we made when we give and take Its a loved ones gone that your lovin on not 100% on that last part) And All they really needed was someone to listen Without conditions and Chorus:Life’s a paper to the fame It’s a crazy fool game Life’s a sweet song without lost angels Makes us cry but we sing alone Life is a song. Yes a cigarette after making love Rainy day on your on your wedding dayall you really want and was Blue skies and rainbows. It’s a monster stain on your on your babys dress Its the flowers layin when we are laid to rest* It feels like heaven is falling Life’s a paper to the flame It’s a crazy fools game Life it’s sweet song long lost angels Makes us cry but we sing along We’re all the degenerates where your class (of the class or working class)not sure with And we know who who we all know hurt for more things hurt the more they last ohh. It’s the memories trapped inside we see Anything we wanna be but all we are really looking for Is someone to love us. Oh yeah[Chorus:]
Life’s a paper to the flame From from the cradle to the grave It’s the memories trapped inside we see Anything we wanna see but I what I’m looking for Is someone to love us. Its the step we made when we give and take Its a loved ones gone that your lovin on not 100% on that last part) And All they really needed was someone to listen Without conditions and Chorus:Life’s a paper to the fame It’s a crazy fool game Life’s a sweet song without lost angels Makes us cry but we sing alone Life is a song. Yes a cigarette after making love Rainy day on your on your wedding dayall you really want and was Blue skies and rainbows. It’s a monster stain on your on your babys dress Its the flowers layin when we are laid to rest* It feels like heaven is falling Life’s a paper to the flame It’s a crazy fools game Life it’s sweet song long lost angels Makes us cry but we sing along We’re all the degenerates where your class (of the class or working class)not sure with And we know who who we all know hurt for more things hurt the more they last ohh. It’s the memories trapped inside we see Anything we wanna be but all we are really looking for Is someone to love us. Oh yeah[Chorus:]
