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Paper Walls

from Live Sessions by Paper Walls

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lyrics

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

credits

from Live Sessions, released December 14, 2017
Drayton Mercure - Lead Vocals/Guitar
Tyler Lee Frush - Lead Guitar
Paul Wagner - Drums
Mike Hale - Bass
Aaron Hill - Tracking/Mixing
Martina Albano - Mastering

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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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