"Paper Thin" lyrics

Send me up and give me
Magazine copies of open spaces
And open ends distant, diverted from the medicine
And our own ends that we're seeing

White white walls and hospitals
All of us feel trivial
And relative, tentative and waiting
For our own white white walls and hospitals
All of us feel trivial
And paper thin, tentative and waiting

For just another day of no answers
And no promises in the nighttime
But in the meantime fucking hospitals and medicine
Stand towering and cold and pallid

White white walls and hospitals
All of us feel trivial
And relative, tentative and waiting
For our own white white walls and hospitals
All of us feel trivial
And paper thin, tentative and waiting
And paper thin, tentative and waiting

Send me up into the towering
Hospitals and their medicine