Plastic - Eldest 11

In the fog, I can’t see much of anything

I operate day to day like I’m dead

But I got these faint feelings in my head, like your there

Maybe you missed something I said

(What's love?)

So what’s this love?

Is it inbred?

Or is it something you earn like street cred?

I’ve spent my years paying dues, Being fed all these stupid rules

From every persons fucking point of view

Nothing’s true, but the glue that I use to dip my wounds into.

NOW, my skin is HARD and COLD

A superficial yellow mold

That I CONTROL

I’m PLASTIC inside…

I won’t ever be afraid

(I CONTROL) I’m PLASTIC inside

Synthetically made!

(I CONTROL) I’m PLASTIC inside

I won’t ever be afraid

(I CONTROL) I’m PLASTIC inside

(and I’m PLASTIC inside)

So I ripped it away…

These days I open my eyes but there’s no light

I keep reaching for the son, only to find, I’m not a chosen one

I saw a girl with pretty eyes, but I know deep inside

They’re all hollow lies.

Just like FRIENDS

(FUCK THEM)

They like to suffocate with time

Pretend to love you to the end and turn you out

But ALL I NEED IS GLUE

To DIP MY WOUNDS INTO

NOW.

My skin is HARD and COLD

A superficial yellow mold

That I CONTROL

I’m PLASTIC inside…

I won’t ever be afraid

(I CONTROL) I’m PLASTIC inside

Synthetically made!

(I CONTROL) I’m PLASTIC inside

I won’t ever be afraid

(I CONTROL) I’m PLASTIC inside

(and I’m PLASTIC inside)

So I ripped it away…

Plastic.

(my skin was fragile)

Plastic.

(absorbing all the stains)

WELL I’M PLASTIC!

(my skin was fragile)

I’M PLASTIC!

Now it’s COLD, HARD AND NUMBBBBBBBBBB!!!