Lyrics Real Estate – Paper Cup (Edit)
Text:
You always come up gold
Without having been told
Was I ever that young or was I always old
You’re trying on new fits
I’m on the same old trip
But you know I love it and I can’t seem to quit
But you know I love it and I can’t seem to quit
If I could just stand still
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
Can we please back this up?
Refill the paper cup
Until we’re all grown up
And we have had enough
If I could just stand still
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
If I could just stand still
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
Something real
If I could just stand still
Is it my will
Pulling me up this hill?
Searching for something real
