Paper Arms Lyrics by Claire Rosinkranz
Bring the light in here
I don’t know how long I’ve slept
Is it cold in here?
Make it disappear
Limping in my chest
Beating louder than a gun
I just wanna rest (Show me how, show me how, show me how)
Think my angel sold me out
Can somebody hold me now?
I can feel my bones roll on the floor
And the leaves outside have grown some more
Maybe soon, I’ll walk out through that door
Being sunkissed won’t feel like a chore
Oh, my stomach is tying itself in a knot
Am I here? ‘Cause sometimes I could swear that I’m not
And my paper arms are giving in
My fists are up, I might just win
Think my angel sold me out
Can somebody hold me now?
I can feel my bones roll on the floor
And the leaves outside have grown some more
Maybe soon, I’ll walk out through that door
Being sunkissed won’t feel like a chore
Like a chore
On the floor
I’m so bored
Like a chore
