PLÁSTICO (part. Lali)

PLASTIC (feat. Lali)

PLÁSTICO (part. Lali)

I ran out alone in the chaseYo salí corriendo sola en la persecución
It's full of shadows with eyelinerEstá lleno de sombras con delineador
Distorted facesCaras desfiguradas
Don't answer when the devil callsNo vayas a atender cuando el demonio llama

They're vampires in designer clothesSon vampiros con ropa de diseñador
Among the red lights, kisses with boozeEntre las luces rojas, besos con alcohol
Their gaze changesLes cambia la mirada
Don't answer when the devil callsNo vayas a atender cuando el demonio llama

Tight dresses shining in the dark, oh, woh-ohVestidos apretado' brillando en la oscuridad, oh, woh-oh
They're closing deals, and I wanna escape, oh, woh-ohEstán cerrando tratos, y yo me quiero escapar, oh, woh-oh

Now that I'm on the radio, they seek me outAhora que sueno en la radio, me buscan
Now that I fill stadiums, they like meAhora que ya lleno estadio', les gustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Now that I never fall, they get frustratedAhora que nunca me caigo, se frustran
Now that I don't hold back, they get scaredAhora quе no me lo guardo, se asustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

(Duko!)(¡Duko!)

Why do I have to give energy¿Por qué tеngo que darle energía
To empty creatures that want my sun? (No)A criatura' vacía' que quieren mi Sol? (No)
In the wind, a voice that guides meEn el viento, una voz que me guía
So many fantasies of a better worldCuánta' fantasía' de un mundo mejor

Where time forgets the fakesDonde el tiempo a los falso' lo olvida
And the lies fall in the eyes of God (no)Y cae la mentira en los ojos de Dios (no)
I keep my distance from thoseMe mantengo alejado de aquello'
Who in the end aren't what they say they are (you got it, babe)Que al final no son lo que dicen que son (ya supiste, mami)

I see it quickly, plastic faceLo veo rápido, cara 'e plástico
Too basic, they're Macintosh robotsDemasiado básico, son robots de Macintosh
What must those souls that faded feel?¿Qué habrán sentido esas almas que se apagaron?
Losing their identity isn't worth what they were paidPerder su identidad no vale cuanto le pagaron

Now that I'm on the radio, they seek me outAhora que sueno en la radio, me buscan
Now that I fill stadiums, they like meAhora que ya lleno estadio', les gustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Now that I never fall, they get frustratedAhora que nunca me caigo, se frustran
Now that I don't hold back, they get scaredAhora que no me lo guardo, se asustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Now that I'm on the radio, they seek me outAhora que sueno en la radio, me buscan
Now that I fill stadiums, they like meAhora que ya lleno estadio', les gustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Now that I never fall, they get frustratedAhora que nunca me caigo, se frustran
Now that I don't hold back, they get scaredAhora que no me lo guardo, se asustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh