jeremyfromva
10/12/06, 01:08 PM
Another WIP
Plastic
I’m falling through the cracks
Tell me who I am, I don’t remember anymore
I can barely breathe, my heart stopped beating
At least 3 years ago.
If you could switch places
And replace your heart with mine
You’d want to kill yourself at least a thousand times
I’m so ashamed of who I’ve turned out to be
I hated plastic but plastic is what I’ve become
Everything about me is a sham
I’ve deceived even the ones I loved
If you’ll look deep inside me, you’ll see
Someone’s made a replica of me
I’m like an actor on a stage,
My life probably seems scripted
All these bright lights have clouded my vision
My tongue is twisted stumbling on my lines
I try to say it right but it all comes out as lies
In the real world there are no special effects
Its plain as there’s just a bunch of shit
Its cold in the middle of summer, and I’m burnt during winter
I’m not a carpenter but I’m chock full of splinters
And I know what they say about the going getting tough
Well I guess I’m not so tough because I’ve been frozen in this place
I can’t move my feet, I’m like a statue molded to a stand
Please don’t let me sink into the sand
Plastic
I’m falling through the cracks
Tell me who I am, I don’t remember anymore
I can barely breathe, my heart stopped beating
At least 3 years ago.
If you could switch places
And replace your heart with mine
You’d want to kill yourself at least a thousand times
I’m so ashamed of who I’ve turned out to be
I hated plastic but plastic is what I’ve become
Everything about me is a sham
I’ve deceived even the ones I loved
If you’ll look deep inside me, you’ll see
Someone’s made a replica of me
I’m like an actor on a stage,
My life probably seems scripted
All these bright lights have clouded my vision
My tongue is twisted stumbling on my lines
I try to say it right but it all comes out as lies
In the real world there are no special effects
Its plain as there’s just a bunch of shit
Its cold in the middle of summer, and I’m burnt during winter
I’m not a carpenter but I’m chock full of splinters
And I know what they say about the going getting tough
Well I guess I’m not so tough because I’ve been frozen in this place
I can’t move my feet, I’m like a statue molded to a stand
Please don’t let me sink into the sand