[Verse 1]
I kidnapped myself
And put her in a plastic hell in the middle
The ransom was high
But no price is high if it works just a little
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm scared of waking up
Am I on the cusp of oblivion, oblivion, oblivion?
If I met myself
Brutal honesty at the minimum, the minimum, the minimum
[Chorus]
I can't unknow what I know
I saw it, now I just can't unsee
The perfect God to follow
I bought it, now I just don't believe
[Post-Chorus]
What I lost, what it cost
Is a heart just a box that you hide from the truth?
That you hide from the truth?
[Break]
Oh-ha, da-da-ra, ra-ra-ra
(Na-na, na-na-na)
Yeah-da-da, da-yeah-da-da
(Na-na, na-na)
[Verse 2]
I punctured my lungs
Then, let you put the pressure on for a decade
I knew it was wrong (Oh-oh-ooh)
The roses were dead, but I painted the remains
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm scared of waking up
I can't ignore the blood in the bitterness, the bitterness
If I know myself (Myself)
The more I stay, the harder the leaving is, the leaving is, the leaving is
[Chorus]
I can't unknow what I know
I saw it, now I just can't unsee
The perfect God to follow
I bought it, now I just don't believe
[Post-Chorus]
What I lost, what it cost
Is a heart just a box that you hide from the truth?
That you hide from the truth?
[Break]
Na-na, na-na-na
Na-na, na-na-na (Truth)
Na-na, na-na-na
[Outro]
I can't take your indecision
I'll be gone this time next season
Bite your tongue, you didn't mean it
Plastic love, no longer needed
(Da-ra, da-na, na-na, na-na)
Plastique was written by Keeley Bumford & Matt Parad.
Plastique was produced by Dresage & Matt Parad.