Torch Yourself Lyrics - The Gloria Record

This town has no seasons 

it's the middle of October, 

and you'd think there'd be a nice, 

cool breeze by now (but you'd be wrong). 

The summer lingers here for half of the year 

and I'm convinced that we are all about to crash into the sun. 

I fell asleep on paper wings. 

These people have no feelings 

their heads are the only things that ever teach them anything about love. 

And I'm not sad, I just want to trust someone so badly. 

I just want something beautiful to happen here right now. 

I fell asleep on paper wings. 

These words have no manners 

they come to me at night when I am trying to sleep 

(and shake me violently, like it's the end of the world or something). 

And I wake up on paper wings.