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Plastic bottles littering my streets
Yes, I maybe god
But it never mattered to me
Toxic teardrops falling down their cheeks
‘Ain’t nothing but a lie’
Take the puddles to the deep
Andro-vixens playing for the keep
They are beautiful
And truer than the seats of the senate
I can’t sleep on a dream
Plastic bottles littering my streets
On a regular basis
On a regular basis…
On a regular basis
(Because I won’t let you
Let you luh
Let you lo-ove me
I’m…)
People are alive
Alive
(Yeahhh)