We wanna be in the one place that you're not
we wanna be in the one place that we are
we wanna be in the one place you arent
we wanna be in the one place that we are
the paper trail wont follow us here
this house is burning but all our books are still here
the paper trail wont follow us here
this house is golden and all our hair is still real
i dont mean to pain you
you dont mean to paint me red