Plastic
Moses Sumney
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