Paper Cup (Edit)

[Verse 1: Real Estate] You always come up gold Without having been told Was I ever that young Or was I always old? You're trying on new fits I'm on the same old trip But you know I love it And I can't seem to quit [Chorus: Real Estate, Amelia Meath, Both] If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real [Verse 2: Real Estate] Can we please back this up? Refill the paper cup Until we're all grown up And we have had enough [Chorus: Real Estate, Amelia Meath, Both] If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real [Instrumental] [Chorus: Real Estate, Amelia Meath, Both] If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real Something real now If I could just stand still (If I could just stand still) Is it my will pulling me up this hill? Searching for something real