PLÁSTICO (part. Duki)

PLASTIC (feat. Duki)

PLÁSTICO (part. Duki)

I ran off alone in the persecutionSalí corriendo sola en la persecución
It's full of shadows with eyelinerEstá lleno de sombras con delineador
Disfigured facesCaras desfiguradas
Don't go answer when the demon callsNo vayas a atender cuando el demonio llama

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

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

Now that I'm on the radio, they look for meAhora que sueno en la radio, me buscan
Now that I fill stadiums, they like itAhora que ya lleno estadio', les gustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're made of 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 keep it to myself, they get scaredAhora quе no me lo guardo, se asustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're made of 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?A criatura' vacía' que quieren mi Sol? (No)
In the wind, a voice that guides meEn el viento, una voz que me guía
How many fantasies of a better worldCuánta' fantasía' de un mundo mejor

Where time forgets the fake onesDonde el tiempo a los falso' lo olvida
And the lie falls in the eyes of GodY cae la mentira en los ojos de Dios (no)
I stay away from thoseMe mantengo alejado de aquello'
Who in the end they're not what they say they are (you already know, mommy)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 who faded away have felt?¿Qué habrán sentido esas almas que se apagaron?
Losing their identity is not worth what they were paidPerder su identidad no vale cuanto le pagaron

Now that I'm on the radio, they look for meAhora que sueno en la radio, me buscan
Now that I fill stadiums, they like itAhora que ya lleno estadio', les gustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're made of 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 keep it to myself, they get scaredAhora que no me lo guardo, se asustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're made of plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Now that I'm on the radio, they look for meAhora que sueno en la radio, me buscan
Now that I fill stadiums, they like itAhora que ya lleno estadio', les gustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're made of 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 keep it to myself, they get scaredAhora que no me lo guardo, se asustan
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh
They're made of plastic, oh-oh-oh-oh-ohSon de plástico, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh