Paper skin and glass bones
Living in a world all of your own
Easy to break, but dumb enough to fight
A blind man going to war, no end in sight
Well you spent your life appearing as a brute
Intimidation, always your play
But I can see right through you
And your walls are paper thin
And now they're coming down
Paper-Mâché
Stringing up a whole new web of lies
Pathetic manipulation, a poor disguise
A not-so-tough guy, who's never been told no
Your egg-shell armors cracking, down you go
Well you spent your life appearing as a brute
Intimidation, always your play
But I can see right through you
And your walls are paper thin
And now they're coming down
Paper-Mâché
The Damnsels - Paper Machè Lyrics
The Damnsels - Paper Machè Lyrics
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Paper skin and glass bones
Living in a world all of your own
Easy to break, but dumb enough to fight
A blind man going to war, no end in sight
Well you spent your life appearing as a brute
Intimidation, always your play
But I can see right through you
And your walls are paper thin
And now they're coming down
Paper-Mâché
Stringing up a whole new web of lies
Pathetic manipulation, a poor disguise
A not-so-tough guy, who's never been told no
Your egg-shell armors cracking, down you go
Well you spent your life appearing as a brute
Intimidation, always your play
But I can see right through you
And your walls are paper thin
And now they're coming down
Paper-Mâché
Living in a world all of your own
Easy to break, but dumb enough to fight
A blind man going to war, no end in sight
Well you spent your life appearing as a brute
Intimidation, always your play
But I can see right through you
And your walls are paper thin
And now they're coming down
Paper-Mâché
Stringing up a whole new web of lies
Pathetic manipulation, a poor disguise
A not-so-tough guy, who's never been told no
Your egg-shell armors cracking, down you go
Well you spent your life appearing as a brute
Intimidation, always your play
But I can see right through you
And your walls are paper thin
And now they're coming down
Paper-Mâché
Writer: Alex Leniz
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