Paper Cup

Flashes of you breath through my paper lungs Go through my spine Weakening my body whole Go through my spine Sweeten my iron blood A grown old desire i blade out Even though It wants to disarm me It wanted make me fight still A glimpse of life it satisfied none So maybe just stop And i fight it out with raw bones That bit of love that still flows so patient Cause i am Better off dear friend You're words are like fuel You drift in my paper mind Go down my spine And i just let you own my whole body Go down my spine Lightening my gravel road Warm my desire I stir up enough for me to be alarmed Enough to make me run still A glimpse of fire it satisfies none So can we just burn? And i fight it out with raw bones That bit of love that still flows so patient Cause i am Better off dear friend