My vinyl skin provides protection It holds in place my plastic bones Cast button eyes reflect an image and all seems as it should but there's nobody home Cue the breeze that sway the painted trees Toy yellow birds upon the rooftops sing in chorus with the buzzing bees Melt in sun LED beams from the sky being held on a string While boredom tears me apart at the seams
Now I know this might sound crazy, but I've smelled the plastic daisies and it seems we've found ourselves in hell
Round head consumed with major nothings Ears made of wax unfit to hear Day after day it all plays over, dedicated loop, same year after year Please attend, all model citizens, R.S.V.P. if we can count you in, empty as we play pretend Send our thoughts with you and to your kin and in case we don't see you again Good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight
Now I know this might sound crazy, but I've smelled the plastic daisies and it seems we've found ourselves in hell
Living feign in porcelain and just smart enough to know nothing at all Pull my string and make me cry Advertisement, moral scrawl, a semblance of choice when there's no choice at all Out of stock "The end is nigh"
Burn Body burn Burn
Now I know this might sound crazy, but I've smelled the plastic daisies and it seems we've found ourselves in hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
