Plastic

I know what it is to be broken and be bold
Tell you that my silver is gold
Thought we're much to old for make believe
And I know what is like to behold and not be held
Funny how stomach unfed
Seems satisfied cuz it's swell and swollen

You caught me
Shootin' cross the sky like a star
But nobody told me to never let it get too far
You see my silhuette, so you standind scared of me

Hmmm, can I tell you a secret?

My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic

Oh, my wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic

My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic
My wings are made of plastic

My wings are made up
And so am I

Plástico

Sé lo que es ser roto y ser audaz
Te diré que mi plata es oro
Pensamos que somos muy viejos para hacer creer
Y sé lo que es contemplar y no ser retenida
Divertido cómo el estómago sin grasa
Parece satisfecho porque es hinchado e hinchado

Me atrapaste
Disparando cruzando el cielo como una estrella
Pero nadie me dijo que nunca lo dejara ir demasiado lejos
Ves mi silhuette, así que tienes miedo de mí

Hmmm, ¿puedo contarte un secreto?

Mis alas están hechas de plástico

Composição: Moses Sumney