Plastic Stranger

I wander through a crowded room of plastic strangers
Avoiding awkward looks and conversations
I miss my bed
I miss my home

I'm trapped inside
Particle boards for floors are stained with wine
And the only way out is through the window
I miss my bed
I miss my home

I wonder
Am I just another plastic stranger

Oh how I've tried to muster up enough to get outside
And finally see some courage in the mirror
my features fade to just another face

And I wonder
Am I just another plastic stranger
And I wonder
Am I just another plastic stranger

I was made for loving all the things that don't love me
And having conversations behind artificial teeth
I was made for loving all the things that don't love me
And having conversations behind artificial teeth
I was made for loving all the things that don't love me
And having conversations behind artificial teeth
I was made for loving all the things that don't love me
And having conversations behind artificial teeth

But I'm just like you
Trapped in my room

I was made for loving all the things that don't love me
And having conversations behind artificial teeth
I was made for loving all the things that don't love me
And having conversations behind artificial teeth
And I wonder
Am I just another plastic stranger
And I wonder
Am I just another plastic stranger



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Hrinda
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