Letra da Música This World Is Made Of Paper de Thunderbirds Are Now!

Should we pay the toll?
for every black hole
should we pay a fee
incessantly, obsessively
Should we pay to talk?
as we’re eating chalk
but they can’t make us pay
no not today, no not this way

This world is made of paper
if we move they’ll draw us smaller and smaller

Should we pay them back
for every heart attack?
or should we wait and see?
depressingly, in a minor key
Should we pay up front?
should we be so blunt?
I bet our check will bounce
and drop in weight, with every ounce

This world is made of paper
if we don't move they'll draw us smalled and smaller