The Plush Songtext
von Chesuqi

Babychild is sitting on the floor
Spilled a million things
But she′s not to know what to do about that

Picking apart the millions
And each one is full of static
Like a silo swallowed you up, fizzy on your tongue
Friends live in the ocean wires on which
We depend for our poor sweet doomed lives

Culture repeats
God Save Our Souls

And I

In the noises people are around
So where did everybody go, go?
I don't know what to do about anything


Like my mother and my father from a separate vision
A separate kind of era I′m the wrong kind of different
Can't sleep
Culture repeats
God Save Our Souls

And I

And I'm a modern girl
Big-Bright-Eyed so
Tear me down and build a high rise
In my place, modern taste
Oh and not a trace
Of the child I am
Of the kid I was

Teacher send me home
I can′t listen when I′m on my phone
But I'm not to know