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