Plastic You by The Directive (VA) Lyrics

You ask me stupid questions
And I just look away
You drain me for my consciousness
A game I hate to play

Forgive me for my rudeness
I don’t give a fuck
I’m a fire with gasoline
You’re running out of luck

Fake that, break that, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you

You stand there all pretentious, wrapped up in yourself
Like a pool so shallow, the real you’s on a shelf
Decorated nicely, you’ve got so much to hide
Who would guess there’s such a mess
Crawling all inside?

Fake that, break that, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you
You never thought I’d see right through you?

Fake that, break that, plastic you, plastic you, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you, plastic you, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you, plastic you, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you, plastic you

There’s nothing real, there’s nothing true
Fake that, break that, plastic you
There’s nothing left inside of you
Fake that, break that

Fake that, break that, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you
Fake that, break that, plastic you

You won’t hold me down anymore