Paper Dolls by STOMACH BOOK

can't remember how your blood tastes
what's in my head is just paper dolls, paper dolls
i wrap my arms around a haunted smiling shape
one last time, i hear you sing in the walls, sing in the walls

at night it's too cold to breathe
i wouldn't have it any other way, any other way
let's share a delusion with wine and nicotine
take a drag and then i wish you away, wish you away

and every time i cry it's about you
and every time i laugh it's for you too
so do your little dance around my room
i know i'm gonna join you soon

i'm at ten, this hurts a lot
you are just a stubborn stained idea, stained idea
like a puppet with its strings cut, i laugh at god
an idol becomes a memory a memory


and every time i cry it's about you
and every time i laugh it's for you too
so do your little dance around my room
i know i'm gonna join you soon

and every time i cry it's about you
and every time i laugh it's for you too
so do your little dance around my room
i know i'm gonna join you soon

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