Paper Cutz - Guided By Voices

Is some springs and stings ahead

Wrap them firmly and complete

And then nail them to the stage

You bounce back and play all day

If the writing time is all

Paper cuts

Don’t try to play them

Paper cuts

I look down and I’m not lying now

She’s all too happy now

He’s only throwing up again

Up again

Well, I’m a paper man

And I love my hands

And I know

I know

On the world

And we don’t even understand

Now we don’t understand

These paper cuts

No no no

And we don’t even understand

And we don’t even understand

And we don’t even understand

And we don’t even understand