Plastic Songtext
von ITCHY

There′s a pain inside my head
There's a hole inside my chest
There are chains around my feet
And a life that feels like death

Plastic, plastic
All I feel is
Plastic, plastic
All around me
Plastic, plastic
A walking abyss

Now who is the architect
Of this phony artifact?
It is me and it is you
It′s in all the things we do
Yes, who is the architect
Of this life without effect?
A synthetic scenery
That was built by you and me


Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh

Every word and every smile
Always seems so fake to me
Superficial in bad style
Melody triviality

Plastic, plastic
All I feel is
Plastic, plastic
All around me
Plastic, plastic
A walking abyss

Now who is the architect
Of this phony artifact?
It is me and it is you
It's in all the things we do
Yes, who is the architect
Of this life without effect?
A synthetic scenery
That was built by you and me


Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh