When I think about it, everything you have, I want it I’ll fake it till even I forget what’s real or plastic Elastic; I bend at will for the taste of being someone the media put on a plate They passed it around and we all had a bit... But some got addicted (but some got addicted)
You’ve made us all
Morally flexible Turned backs are dripping in gold Rotten from the core False idols Got one goal, fuck morals Stone beliefs made flexible Take it; cash, fame, lust Give up what you stood for Show up the real you A plastic worm
We validate through pictures, updates, and our social status But in reality, none of this can satisfy us, we’ve got Thousands of friends but no one to talk to They've connected us all, but we've never felt so alone I realize that I have no one... Don't develop the illness (don't develop the illness)
A plastic worm, weave through the shit that you’ve been fed Weave through the shit you’ve been feed, eat it up A plastic wormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
