Paper signed on contract
The ink is dry on dotted line
Lit match it burns on contact
You smell the smoke it starts to rise
And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life
Feels like I'm living for the first time in my life
When paper burns there's no use left for words
Flames licks the ceiling No one's left to hurt
When paper burns there's no excuses heard
There's no use for words when paper burns
A sky of floating embers
Burned pages of our broken lives
Ashes of our remembrance
Taking the truth from all the lies"