Plastic - Enemy You

They’re the beautiful and oh, so pitiful

with everything but none of it is real

they’re on your TV screen

and every magazine

when you have it all

tell me how it feels

do they feel?

they’re fantastic, made of plastic

you can try but you can’t grasp it

don’t let them in or

let them blow you away

far from here you’ve come

small towns from which you run

to be close to those

you wish you could be

I guess you never knew

they’re no better off than you

they lost it all on quests of vanity