Paperweights and paper darts are shooting things down again
I'll smash the glass and bury the remnants underground
Best to see what can be done, and what still must happen too
Until these paper darts stop flying I'm overdue, overdue.

Still I crumble under the weight of me
My pulp slingshot doing damage again
Still firing, paperdarts cluster bombs
It's another aftermath
It's another fake blood bath
Can these paperdarts ever be stopped?

Ammunition getting stuck, stuck in my throat again
Patience is sweet and kindness sweeter still
Life improves, trusting we move on. Making things better now
Paperdarts will always fall short. He's making things new. Make things new.