Perfect, Plastic کے بول

stare at me and talk down you think you're better and it shows built yourself a plastic life for perfect living let yourself into my world then condemn my different views understand nothing of me surrounded by expenses for nothing expenses to shows that life's worth your time exterior reaffirm your perfect throne you're better than ever you've got more to show that life's worth your time fearing that poverty will force feed you to realize building a concrete moat to keep scum from your side not thinking you're so wrong misery there's a rise in the pressure no support from possessions now convinced with your credit you'll find a way to buy yourself some time disaligned in need of protection from yourself humanity's one step away now locked from your show home perfect world and from your perfect ways