Need to be strong
I need to wiser
You want me to treat you
Like you don't matter
I will be late
And you won't mind it
I can be the nice guy
But you'll play the blinded
But if I put it all in your hands
You will never give me another chance
I know you understand
That I am made of Paper and
You are made of gold
Do you want me to treat you wrong
Cuz i can be the devil
Oh, but if i put it all in your hands
You will never give me another chance
I know you understand
That I am made of paper and
You are made of gold
Time flies and we are going nowhere
But if I put it all in your hands
You will never give me another chance
I know you understand
That I am paper, I am paper
I am made of paper and
You are made of gold
You're made of gold

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