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• Artiste: Opiate For The Masses
• Titre: Plastique
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I remember the day you said you wanted to die. Curled up, covered ears, can't escape this lie. I always thought you'd get over this. Now I see that your ways are best if I forget. I never saw her smile. I never knew her name. Just another plastic face To fit into the grain. Now you live this fucking lie With plastic eyes and plastic minds. They drag you down and watch you bleed. Just one more corrupted seed. Pretty soon I woke up and stepped into my day- Plastic people making molds to better fit the grain- A push, a shove, a gunshot... Now you're walking the right way. I never saw her smile. I never knew her name. Just another plastic face To fit into the grain. Now you live this fucking lie With plastic eyes and plastic minds. They drag you down and watch you bleed. Just one more corrupted seed. You're manufactured, you're manufactured, And now your plastic covering is fractured. You tried to mold me, you tried to mold me, But I cut the strings from which you hold me. She's just a plastic girl.