Текст песни
When I try to breath the silence in
My lungs deny
Wherever should I go I cannot find relief
And place to hide has almost become a dream
All my tries to escape are lame
Everything remains the same
I feel a spider web entwining me
I'm filled with stereotypes
Imprisoned in silver screens
Tied tightly in wires
Living in magazines
I'm a paper man
With paper plans
Crumple and throw me away
I won't feel a thing anyway
When I try to make a step myself
They chain me down
When I shout, explaining that I don't seek wealth
They think I clown, they think I'm already drown
And all my tries to prove myself
Are nothing more than a mere shell
I feel them wiring me like haunted beast
I'm filled with stereotypes
Imprisoned in silver screens
Tied tightly in wires
Living in magazines
I'm a paper man
With paper plans
Crumple and throw me away
I won't feel a thing anyway
I'm a paper man
With paper plans
Crumple and throw me away
I won't feel a thing anyway
