Micro Plastic People - Quarry

I was drowning in the fields of polypropylene

Light blue turned black

I was floating like waste in the ocean

Trapped in plastic wrack

It was out of control

I was out of control

Now ring that bell

Ring that bell

I was counting sins in the water

Not everything came back

I was pulling my weight I was sober

I was standing firm

Micro Plastic People

Microplastic

Wolf down these days

I was climbing the falls of polyethylene

Deep sky blue turned black

I was fighting my thought monster

Back here in my place

It was out of control

I was out of control

Micro Plastic People

Microplastic

Wolf down these days