Plastic کے بول

I know what it is to be broken and be bold Tell you that my silver is gold Thought we're much to old for make believe And I know what is like to behold and not be held Funny how stomach unfed Seems satisfied cuz it's swell and swollen You caught me Shootin' cross the sky like a star But nobody told me to never let it get too far You see my silhuette, so you standind scared of me Hmmm, can I tell you a secret? My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic Oh, my wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made of plastic My wings are made up And so am I