Paper Fuse - Bokka

Paper money

Paper news

Paper judgement

Paper fuse

Paper feelings

Paper trust

Paper Sunday

Paper love

Rolling down from the highest mountain

The snow is shaping giant ball

By the time it hits the bottom

It melts down so was it there at all?

Paper money

Paper news

Paper judgement

Paper fuse

Paper feelings

Paper trust

Paper Sunday

Paper love

Walking through the concrete jungle

I see the sun rays fighting hard

People rushing like the hours

But I stand still and just don’t belong

No, I don’t belong

Paper money

Paper news

Paper judgement

Paper fuse

Paper feelings

Paper trust

Paper Sunday

Paper love