Testi:
Kisschasy United Paper People

The voices taunt me and take me all the way down. They took my body and beat It to the ground. And I will wash my skin for days on end But this is stuck

I went out to a last night to a place where the beautiful give death stares, So cold you could feel the ice form on your bones. Dressed up like you're

The scratching of paper and pen reminds me of a song I wrote two years back. I remember each and every line like a photo glued to the lids of my eyes

evaporate like water on a stove. I'd find it easier to get blood out of a stone. I wrote this song slow to make it go mainstream So all the people know

Hey there green eyes you are just in time, You're under my knife. I will clean you up and show you then to all of my friends And we will walk around

This is a toast to all the people listening I hope it gets stuck in your head So tap your feet and click, click, click your fingers Let's make the rest

) To ask for more. For all I care you are dead, For all I care you are dead, For all I care you are dead now The paper people stand united And you were

Traduzione: Kisschasy. Interlude (Cartacei Uniti).