Paper & Glue

I was raised and always taught to follow, but to politely question everything I swallowed
I was born without fear and I was born without bones but I quickly filled those holes

And I don't believe in fate anymore
And I don't believe in art anymore
But we can make love out of paper & glue, string it together and be hollow
We can make love I'll leave it all up to you, string it together and be hollow
Do you believe in something I don't know exists?
Do you believe in making plans or taking risks?
I think we're going blind but I don't care
Do you believe in fighting 'til you cannot lose?
Do you believing in plaguing 'til you cannot move?
I think we're going mad but just can't see
I was lost and thrown into the unknown. Exhausted only by my oath to let go
Persuaded to validate my ego and dropped my scaffolding and killed my credo
I don't believe in luck anymore
I don't believe in much anymore
Do you believe in something I don't know exists?
Do you believe in making plans or taking risks?
We can make love out of paper & glue, string it together and be hollow
We can make love I'll leave it all up to you, string it together and be hollow