كلمات Black Plastic

Wasting all this space Taking place in my day to day Doesn't have a use Where's my groove? Where's my can of truth? Nothing to do Dude, it feels like you gave up the chase See? Nothing here Nothing love Nothing able to taste Black plastic Black plastic There's nothing here for you There's no glue sticking this together I don't see the point Being blunt with your lack of pleasure Space, take all waste Make up space Pick up your pace Not here Not there Nowhere Drop out your ways Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic I thought you had more That you'd tear down your safety wall Took away your chance On the road with no help below Time lost Tight costs Wine glass You fell from grace No fun Lies spun Undone Lost with the pace Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic Black plastic