Plastic & concrete, baby these are the facts of life i m a nightmare child stuck on my own knife i m glad my mother loved me i m sick & paranoid the hotel generater hums into the void of plastic & concrete
plastic & concrete, baby i gotta learn to slow down somethin new from chemistry is jackin my brain around i have got the plastic and i have got the stone out there in the suburbs i learned to be alone in plastic & concrete
plastic & concrete sandwich you d like to eat me, but later you ll reiect me i m too much to bite off the salad on my outside is made of suicide the guy who squirts my mayonnaise is on a one-way ride in plastic & concrete plastic & concrete
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