Plastic - Aine

You’re like a doggy in a window

'Cause you’re heartless, you’re cold

Selling to the bimbos

Selling plastic pot of gold

But I, I see right through you

I know your game, I know your game, I know your game

It’s time to put a stop to you

You are to blame, you are to blame, you are to blame

'Cause you’re plastic

You’re cold, shiny hard plastic

Now you’re making me sick

You must think I’m fucking stupid

But I know, I know, know now

Know that you’re plastic

You’re cold, shiny hard plastic, plastic

You’re like a porcelain doll

'Cause you’re lifeless and hollow

And I watch you fall

To pieces cause you’re so dull

But I, I see right through you

I know your game, I know your game, I know your game

It’s time to put a stop to you

You are to blame, you are to blame, you are to blame

'Cause you’re plastic

You’re cold, shiny hard plastic

Now you’re making me sick

You must think I’m fucking stupid

But I know, I know, know now

Know that you’re plastic

You’re cold, shiny hard plastic, plastic

And now you’re making me sick

You must think I’m fucking stupid

But I know, I know, know now

Know that you’re plastic

You’re cold, shiny hard plastic, plastic

And I know your game, I know your game, I know you’re plastic

You are to blame, you are to blame, you are, you’re plastic

And I know your game, I know your game, I know you’re plastic

You’re cold, shiny hard plastic, plastic