Plasticity V S Reality
Oh the head rush is killing me.
Oh I'm choking up, I can't breathe.
Acid burnt my eyes, I can't see.
That all the things I want is not what I need.
Oh I'm falling far behind.
Oh I'm falling out of my mind.
I can now see that I've been blind.
To everyone in my life who's been kind.
Oh I've ignored my mistakes.
Despite they're in my head on replay.
Oh I try so hard everyday.
To please the world & be what they dictate.
I slip and I fall.
Now I'm crashing down from it all.
I tried to do so much & stand tall.
But I guessed I'm not made to play this role.
Oh this society drug infected my head.
For so long, my conscience is dead.
I moved so fast, on this high I sped.
& now I'm breaking instead.
I'm just a flawed creation.
I can't be this perfect vision.
Nobody is made for this insatiable generation.
Dictated by a sadistic nation, on a plastic notion.
-Saara
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