Paper Thin – Song and Lyrics by ABC

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Paper Thin’ by ABC. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of ABC or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Rick and wealthy canvas
Clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights
Are featherweights and fools

Broken all your promises
Broken all your paper plates
Clustered in gold
Crusted in gold

Heavy and hollow
Look at the shape we’re in
Find us here
Paper thin
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape we’re in
Find us here
Paper thin

In origami cities
In nations built on sand
Love got bent right outta shape
Things got outta hand

Polystyrene skylines
Papier mache smiles
Rusted and bruised
Tarnished and frail

Heavy and hollow
Look at the shape we’re in
Find us here
Paper thin
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape we’re in
Find us here
Paper thin, paper thin, paper thin…

Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering why

Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering why, wondering why

Paper buys the men
The men that make to bomb
The bomb that makes this world
Paper thin!

Money markets crumble
Gentle as a drum
But if you see me stumble, I’m
Paper thin!

Life is but a fragile thing
So delicate and pure
An accolade bestowed on us
Paper thin

So contemplate the skull
The skull beneath the skin
One day we all die, we’re
Paper thin!

Bury your destruction
In your last battle hymn
The barriers between us, make ’em all
Paper thin! Paper thin!
Paper thin! Paper thin!

Underneath the paper moon
The sky is paper thin
Torn into a thousand shreds
So let the solar system in

Rick and wealthy canvas
Clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights
Are featherweights and fools

In origami cities
In nations built on sand
Love got bent right outta shape
Nothing ends as planned

And it’s all – Paper thin
Paper thin. Paper thin