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Live Sessions

by Paper Walls

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1.
Come and save me from myself Before there’s nothing left From these ways I can’t maintain I’ll burn up like a flame Come and snuff out my lit fuse Come and cut me from this noose Come and soothe my self-abuse Don't let me be myself Don't let me swim in my out filth Don't let me be myself Don't let me swim in my own head Don't let me be myself Don't let me swim in my out filth Don't let me be myself Don't let me be myself I’m alone here in this cell Just me and no one else Trapped inside this brain Inflicting my own pain Come and snuff out my lit fuse Come and cut me from this noose Come and soothe my self-abuse Don't let me be myself Don't let me swim in my out filth Don't let me be myself Don't let me swim in my own head Don't let me be myself Don't let me swim in my out filth Don't let me be myself Don't let me be myself Don't let me be myself Don't let me be myself Don't let me be myself Don't let me be myself
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St. Morgan 03:58
How can you claim a certain something that was lost that you were never meant to have in the first place how can you see exactly what I mean when your blue eyes are transfixed upon a basket case because these words are dry exactly like your eyes as you’re taking all the news that I'm breaking Im an unsteady man without a semblance of a plan It’s my commitment that appears to be forsaken OH, Saint Morgan Oh, At the time it seemed quite important OH, Saint Morgan Oh, At the time it seemed like a bargain To hear you complain and bare through the pain that was so much as just sitting in your presence You’re all the same, you girls just love to blame all your troubles and you never learn your lessons here’s one for you, Ill tell you what to do The instructions that I'm giving wont be pleasant Just hit the road, leave me all alone Because I’m wishing you were rather nonexistent OH, Saint Morgan Oh, At the time it seemed quite important OH, Saint Morgan Oh, At the time it seemed like a bargain OH, Saint Morgan Oh, At the time it seemed quite important OH, Saint Morgan Oh, At the time it seemed like a bargain
3.
He's So Numb 04:27
Why do all of my words describe so introspectively A day spent in my shoes is just a tragic comedy All the actors on the set are none other than me They stare towards the faces and this is all they see They see a fool who isn’t proud of the man he’s come to be And seems to live his days alone and narcissistically A person who refuses to wear his heart upon his sleeve A melancholic soul who makes no plans for anything He’s so numb He feels nothing at all He’s so numb No he thinks we’re better off Away from this pain Please go away and do not leave a trace My unkindness will drive you away We’re both better off if we just just parted ways I’m stuck inside of my own head and you cannot set me free I’ll do nothing but drag you down, It’s better to just leave I hate myself and everything, I deserve to be alone A black hole breaking everything, don’t wait till I implode He’s so numb He feels nothing at all He’s so numb No he thinks we’re better off Away from this pain Please go away and do not leave a trace And Love is nothing but a game And in the end we all just go insane
4.
Fat Sally 03:48
She sleeps in the Day Works in the night Fishing in the Streets Waiting for a bite No I didn’t mind laying pipe Until I met fat sally No I never lied, never cried Until Fat Sally Lets get it on Fat sally Get you home and Paid Lets get it on fat sally Too much woman for my taste I’m not a moral man But I draw the line The way she took advantage I nearly lost my mind No I didn’t mind laying pipe Until I met fat sally No I never lied, never cried Until Fat Sally Lets get it on Fat sally Get you home and Paid Lets get it on fat sally Too much woman for my taste Lets get you home So we can be alone It aint love I suppose With your triple xl clothes I don’t mind to have a go Just so long as no one knows Don’t let paying for some lovin ever get you down Cuz Fat Sally, she the cheapest little momma in town Lets get it on Fat sally Get you home and Paid Lets get it on fat sally Too much woman for my taste
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Paper Walls 03:29
The words that you speak Why can't you keep them you yourself Crafted from fiction Made for hurting someone else The hairs begin to bristle on my neck As I'm told the lie you sold to mutual friends I'm sure it's self-esteem in your defense A problem with self-image, a blemish you can't fix Every inch of me aches and screams I can't sleep, you're haunting me in my dreams Wait so quietly for sweet relief I can't believe the things that I hear through paper walls Yeah, yeah You're breaking my heart Yeah, yeah You're breaking my heart You're so cruel You batter and bruise till Every inch of me aches and screams I can't sleep, you're haunting me in my dreams Wait so quietly for sweet relief I can't believe the things that I hear through paper walls Yeah, yeah You're breaking my heart Yeah, yeah You're breaking my heart Every inch of me aches and screams I can't sleep, you're haunting me in my dreams Wait so quietly for sweet relief I can't believe the things that I hear through paper walls Every inch of me aches and screams I can't breath, you're suffocating me Wait so quietly for sweet relief I can't believe the things that I hear Every inch of me aches and screams I can't sleep, you're haunting me in my dreams Wait so quietly for sweet relief I can't believe the things that I hear through paper walls

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released December 14, 2017

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Paper Walls Woodstock, Georgia

You're in a dark room. There's no sound, no sight.
Suddenly, a light appears, soft and flickering, from behind an opaque screen.
There is the sound of a guitar gently humming.
Four men in black are silhouetted. They have their instruments in hand. Instruments of destruction.
This is a funeral parlor. We are here to pay our respects to the music of the past. We're here to shake the Paper Walls.
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