Текст песни Your Cocoon - Jerry Paper

You say there′s nothing else for me
That's only true if you′re not free
You stand there shouting in the wall
Opinions crumble in your palm
Yeah I saw

You've decided it all too soon
Rolling joints, it's not even noon

You come across occasional truths
As you leaf through notes from your youth
Wearing your new expensive hat
You think it tells us where you′re at
How ′bout that

You've decided it all too soon
Rolling joints, it′s not even noon
And your dreams, they're like a cartoon
Asking "Please, please burn your cocoon"
Your cocoon
Your cocoon
Your cocoon