Paper Glue Tragedy
Humans are like paper if you haven't noticed.
They are born in stacks of hundreds.
When they're young they're clean and innocence, but as life passes by they become dirty and wrinkled.
Soon you'll start to notice little tears in their threads.
They definitely don't do well in water.
Eventually they have what you call sex and glue themselves together.
Not knowing that once they pull apart they become shredded up all over.
Yet stupid papers do it over and over until they're just a sheet of holes.
Some of these papers still manage to continue all crumbled and broken.
While others contract a fatal illness and burn at the core.
Now all papers aren't the same and some manage to find their other sheet. Together they fold and flip to create a kite.
As the wind gather up and fly up above beyond and over the skies.
To where those who live never die.
Yeah we're all papers whether you want to be or not.
So find your rightful place, in the sky or in a pot.
They are born in stacks of hundreds.
When they're young they're clean and innocence, but as life passes by they become dirty and wrinkled.
Soon you'll start to notice little tears in their threads.
They definitely don't do well in water.
Eventually they have what you call sex and glue themselves together.
Not knowing that once they pull apart they become shredded up all over.
Yet stupid papers do it over and over until they're just a sheet of holes.
Some of these papers still manage to continue all crumbled and broken.
While others contract a fatal illness and burn at the core.
Now all papers aren't the same and some manage to find their other sheet. Together they fold and flip to create a kite.
As the wind gather up and fly up above beyond and over the skies.
To where those who live never die.
Yeah we're all papers whether you want to be or not.
So find your rightful place, in the sky or in a pot.