Pieces Of Paper - Sapient

I work hard all day and night

Trying to keep the lights on

Always the same place and time

My heart’s weathered and my mind’s gone

I write a song beneath my skin

I write a song and bleed for them

I gotta get that money, money (x3)

I gotta find me some

That’s why I’m grinding son

Not enough hours in the day

I’m trying to clock out

Everything is in my way

I’m trying to take a day off but not now

I write a song and sing under my breath

I write a song and think «I wonder what’s left»

I want to chase my dreams

Can they still happen?

Or are they all make believe?

Cause all I’m chasing is paper dragons

I’ve been spoiling my love

While the moonshine boils in the tub

Put another coin in the cup

I said put another coin in the cup, 'cause…