Plastic Soul
Words of betrayal cloud my mind
Living out this sarcastic lie
Chasing after the golden ring
It don't even mean a thing mean a thing
Mean a thing
Time is drifting over my soul
Now I'm feeling my own chokehold
Silence falls on deafened ears
You call these the golden years
The golden years
Can you see me for who I am?
Do you see the real me?
Can you see me for who I am?
I am not a plastic soul
Words of hate thrown at me
Been here before should I flee?
Pull your knife from my back
only to have it put back
Put back
Daggerous eyes point at me
Looking through and not at me
I am more than you might see
I am more than you might see
You might see
Can you see me for who I am?
Do you see the real me?
Can you see me for who I am?
I am not a plastic soul
Can you see me for who I am?
Do you see the real me?
Can you see me for who I am?
I am not a plastic soul
Plastic soul
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