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 Baby, don't yell,
 You're tearing a hole right through the walls  everything we used to know,
 I'm  a place, something amazing,
 Just  the sake of saving us,
 From under the 
 Two plastic  with nowhere to run,
 We're rolling the dice on whatever's 
 'Cause God only knows that we  use the rest...
 
 Me and you, living under a paper 
 Cause  life just isn't right; lets fabricate
 Me and you, living under a  moon,
 This real life  isn't right let's get away let's fabricate.
 
 Baby, don't fret,
 At least we're alive with just enough 
 To truly  the hills in the carpet,
 Knots  the ties that bind us so tightly to our waking lives,
 I'll build up  house, I'll build up an army
 Of cellophane  cheap origami,
 To take  a piece or whatever's left
 Of that little  that beats in your chest
 
 Me and  living under a paper moon,
  real life just isn't right; lets fabricate
 Me and  living under a paper moon,
 This real life just isn't right let's  away let's fabricate.
 
 I'm building  place,
 Something amazing just for the sake of  us,
 And whatever's left of that little box that beats  your chest
 
 Me and you, living  a paper moon,
 Cause real life just isn't right;  fabricate
 Me and you,  under a paper moon,
 This real life just isn't  let's get away
 This real life, just isn't right, let's