Plastic Bomb

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The lie is so real, I almost believe it
 Conceit flows like sewage
 How could you conceive it?
 Shake my hand, look me in the eye
 Smile and think of ways I'll die
 Plastic bomb, plastic smile
 Fake commitment, blood soaked style
 Wrapped in a fur, trapped in a cancer
 The swansong's over for the littlest dancer
 Mistrust so explosive, apathetic corrosive
 When I ask for it straight up
 False face is compulsive
 Try to stand tall, falling face down
 Big fish, Small town, Small fish, Ghost town
 

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Duration
03:06
Key
5
Tempo
168 BPM

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