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Plastic Angels

 

Plastic Angels


I'm not a saint
But at least I'm not a fake
I try to tell you 'bout my day
But you're too caught up in the things that you're ready to say

Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold
Now I'm just looking through empty souls
Stuck at a party with people I don't know
California lonely paradise (fuck!)

I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle
I'm begging, give me something real!
'Cause nobody here cares how you feel
And I'm new here, but
I just landed in the city of plastic angels

I know you're lost
Overcompensate with all the things you bought
And maybe I'm a little too honest, don't mean to put you off
But what's the cost?

Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold
Now I'm just looking through empty souls
Stuck at a party with people I don't know
California lonely paradise (fuck!)

I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle
I'm begging, give me something real!
'Cause nobody here cares how you feel
And I'm new here, but
I just landed in the city of plastic angels

(I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle)

Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold
Now I'm just looking through empty souls
Stuck at a party with people I don't know
California lonely paradise (fuck!)

I just landed in the city of plastic angels
We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle
I'm begging, give me something real!
'Cause nobody here cares how you feel
And I'm new here, but
I just landed in the city of plastic angels

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