Lyrics Paper Trails - Wrekonize feat. Bernz
These
social
networks
are
really
not
that
social
Uh-huh
Log
on
login,
build
yourself
a
colony
to
fall
on
fall
in
Welcome
to
the
grid,
I'm
an
80's
baby
so
it
was
seldom
as
kid
That
we
could
welcome
all
who
live
who
into
my
family
room
like
this
What
a
concept
that
something
so
intangible
could
object
And
have
a
teenage
girl
hanging
herself
from
lack
of
prospect
They
call
them
your
friends
I
call
'em
connections
Cause
once
the
cables
cut
their
no
longer
there
for
protection
At
times
the
web
can
counter
your
conception
Break
your
spirit
down
and
have
you
losing
your
direction
Wander
through
the
wire
flying
high
over
the
cuckoo's
nest
And
try
to
dodge
the
squatters
who
be
comment
bombing
you
to
death
Does
that
seem
like
what
friends
would
really
do?
Back
stabbing
slash
a
massive
bashing
on
your
breathing
tube
Hide
behind
a
firewall
and
firebomb
your
demon's
fuse
Leaving
only
paper
trails
which
burn
up
in
the
ether
pool
Here's
what
you
need
to
do
If
you're
losing
friends,
don't
let
that
bother
you
Cause
it's
hard
to
tell
the
friends
from
followers
It's
real
it's
ill,
it's
a
long
paper
trail
Earn
a
friend,
lose
a
friend,
buy
a
friend
foe
Cellophane
sentiments
watch
the
seed
go
Maybe
I'm
the
bad
one
maybe
I
just
don't
know
But
when
I
cop
a
stash
my
list
of
buddies
will
grow
10
fold
So
I
try
not
to
step
on
toes
Cause
really
the
circle
shrinks,
the
larger
my
circle
grows
I
hit
up
the
botanica
for
mommas
favorite
wish
list
And
tell
her
to
make
a
potion
that'll
turn
reality
to
fiction
These
fuckers
think
it's
for
the
fame
But
really
it's
for
reasons
that
I
can't
easily
explain
Losing
more
than
I
gain
when
I
pander
to
what
they
say
They
ain't
a
part
of
my
clique
just
cause
they
a
click
away
nah
They
rely
on
a
book
of
faces
But
only
get
some
love
in
fragments
and
small
traces
Too
busy
on
our
own
while
bitches
will
paper
chase
us
Steady
looking
for
cheese
like
rodents
inside
of
cages
I'll
settle
for
20
friends
or
the
below
How
many
of
'em
are
actually
up
for
the
roughest
of
roughest
He
will
never
know
The
circle
of
bodily
changes,
it's
personal
modification
No
modesty
and
it's
amazing,
the
hazing
is
strange
and
It
grows,
in
the
city
we
know
to
be
home
I
get
so
busy
that
as
I
get
old,
I
feel
the
drone
get
above
my
zone
It's
been
a
minute
and
this
is
a
dividend
of
a
significant
trend
it's
ridiculous
And
I'm
oblivious
but
I
been
lifting
up
on
this
curtain
for
so
long,
wrong
This
book
of
the
faces
strong
so
shook
and
evasive
I'm
getting
the
feeling
we're
never
alone
I'm
walking
around
and
stomping
the
ground
The
Popular
sounds
a
bottle
of
nouns
you
talk
up
the
town
And
your
momma
is
proud
cause
oooh
you
got
some
followers
now
Wow
I
lose
friends
like
its
a
sickness
They
bend
like
it's
for
fitness,
but
Ben
is
never
the
witness
Get
this
kiddie
so
dizzy
he's
ready
to
gimme
His
every
penny
and
beg
for
the
ending
And
now
for
so
long
they
been
getting
us
on
With
a
method
that
they
actually
want
us
to
call
friendly
Come
one,
come
all
Come
down,
log
on
Come
one,
come
all
Come
one,
come
all
Come
down,
log
on
Come
one,
come
all
Come
down,
log
on
Log
on
1 Intro (Dr. Chosis)
2 We Got Soul
3 Paper Trails
4 Paper Trails
5 Typical
6 Freak
7 Freak
8 Can't Be Alone
9 Floating Away
10 Adrenaline
11 Adrenaline
12 Haunted
13 Haunted
14 Anxiety Attacks
15 Galil
16 Modern Man
17 Neon Skies
18 Church Road
19 Church Road
20 Easy Money
21 Easy Money
22 Better Things
23 Rise
24 Rise
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