Paper Nights (Demo)

I still blame me Somehow I'll find the reasons to To hate what I say and do But apparently I'm perfect Bright blues and sore skin A couple weeks start to spin While upside down I knew There's not much that I wouldn't do Storms and kites Wind in my eyes I have no idea the end I'm in no rush to find out I refuse to go to bed I'd much rather sing about Paper nights Flowers killed by the rain There aren't headrests for the trains I promise I could do it all again It's not night time yet but why not pretend Storms and kites Wind in my eyes I have no idea the end I'm in no rush to find out I refuse to go to bed I'd much rather sing about Paper nights Could I frame time In hand drawn lines Storms and kites Wind in my eyes I have no idea the end I'm in no rush to find out I refuse to go to bed I'd much rather sing about Paper nights