Wolfside - Paper and Gold

I need to be strong
I need to wiser
You want me to treat you
Like you don't matter

I will be late
And you won't mind it
I can be the nice guy
But you'll play the blinded

But if I put it all in your hands
You will never give me another chance
I know you understand
That I am made of paper and
You are made of gold, gold

Do you want me to treat you wrong?
'Cause I can be the devil

Oh, but if I put it all in your hands
You will never give me another chance
I know you understand
That I am made of paper and
You are made of gold

Time flies and we are going nowhere
Time flies and we are going nowhere

But if I put it all in your hands
You will never give me another chance
I know you understand
That I am paper, I am paper
I am made of paper and
You are made of gold, gold
Gold, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
You are made of gold
You are made of gold