Plastic Feet
• Written by Anonymous
Ooh
[Cough]
I like to smoke a bong, before every song
Here we go
0:24
I'm just trying to get my mind right
She's just trying to get out of my sight
I still like her smile even when it bites
She was hungry for a taste of this life
So I go to smoke a bowl
I just want to let it all go
She's hiding something and she knows that I know
She's hiding something and her guilt always shows
Yet we go through this daily
To where I can't call her baby
We're both adults acting like we're age three
Fitting since that's what they named me
Lately I feel like we're somebody else
Too busy focusing on ourselves
Two due lovers distracted by the wealth
Lost in our nightmares and caged by brain cells
1:12 - 1:37
We're standing in hell with plastic feet
Too distracted by your eyes to feel the heat
Or notice that the burning river's beneath
Just promise when I fall you'll try to reach
We're standing in hell with plastic feet
Too distracted by your eyes to feel the heat
Or notice that the burning river's beneath
Just promise when I fall you'll try to reach
Maybe you don't even see it (nah)
But I think that I want you (yeah)
I know that you don't believe it (nah)
But I think that I need you (what!?)
But I've been wrong before (true)
Left out after knocking on the wrong door
Explore the sea floor with C4
Then you'll get a glimpse of what I adore (hey)
Wasn't even a metaphor
Just the truth that pours from my core
Don't fight for your time, just search for your light
There's a reason why you're afraid to peek inside
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But I get it, you're suspicious
Attracted to the sickness, enjoying the vicious
Ignoring the vision, making bad decisions
A million millions to fund your ambitions
But you're twisted and addicted
Good kid turned wicked, wasted what was gifted
Borderline tendencies in which love tends to cease
With a pinpoint focus on the insecurities
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How it'd even come this far
A distant memory that left an internal scar
Whatever happened to chilling and smoking bongs
Getting drunk, gaining trust and making rap songs
Some of these people are more like a disease
Stripping pieces of pride away as they please
To make it worse you chose them over me
But I can take a hint, I'll grab my coat and take my leave