Dreams of Plastic

Fuck
Fuck
Fuck
Fuck

Where do all the dreams go
When we grow up
Is it too late to recall
What we believed or are we fucked

Dreams of plastic
Melt with the fire
Of the unborn tactics
You're losing your power
The power to control
The force to move on

Wasted time and a missed chance
It's time to go
Looking back at your own line
You realize you wanted more

Dreams of plastic
Melt with the fire
Of the unborn tactics
You're losing your power
To take your own control
But now it's time to go

Don't say that I didn't tell you
This is not a game
Can't say that now I respect you
And the test of power you made
Dreams of plastic
Melt with the fire
Of the unborn tactics
You're losing your power
The power to control
The circle being drawn

With dreams slowly dying
And the urge for situations disguising
Phase 1 begins
Realization



Credits
Writer(s): Mauricio Tolosa
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