Plastic Soul
Hey, the world is old, but I am young and dumb and ride for free.
I am here, and I am now. I will follow you, if you will follow me.
We eat up the past and make the future.
We eat up the past and make the future.
Creatures of comfort glued to phones and computers;
I do what I want while you stand by, you stand by.
You think you're losing it because
You see the things your mother does,
You see the man your father was,
The trouble that your brothers cause,
And strangers' pain you'll never know.
You see yourself end up alone;
And all the highs and all the lows.
If you only had a plastic soul!
We're indifferent to where, when, and how our money's spent.
We all get by on our own supply,
And if we went to pay the rent you'd be surprised.
We may just be girls but we can read the future.
We may just be girls but we can read the future.
Creatures of comfort toting crystals and brochures;
Won't you come join us?
We could use you, we'd use you.
You think you're losing it because
(There's nothing left to lose)
You see the things your mother does,
(It's lonely in her shoes)
You see the man your father was,
(Before the soft abuse)
The trouble that your brothers cause,
(But none of it is news)
And strangers' pain you'll never know.
(Everyone fights their own)
You see yourself end up alone;
(War against the unknown)
And all the highs and all the lows.
(The highs and all the lows)
If you only had a plastic soul!
(To fill up all these holes, it takes a plastic soul)