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