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Plastic Angels
I'm not a saint But at least I'm not a fake I try to tell you 'bout my day But you're too caught up in the things that you're ready to say
Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold Now I'm just looking through empty souls Stuck at a party with people I don't know California lonely paradise (fuck!)
I just landed in the city of plastic angels We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle I'm begging, give me something real 'Cause nobody here cares how you feel And I'm new here, but I just landed in the city of plastic angels
I know you're lost Overcompensate with all the things you bought And maybe I'm a little too honest, don't mean to put you off But what's the cost
Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold Now I'm just looking through empty souls Stuck at a party with people I don't know 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 California lonely paradise (fuck!)
I just landed in the city of plastic angels We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle I'm begging, give me something real 'Cause nobody here cares how you feel And I'm new here, but I just landed in the city of plastic angels
(I just landed in the city of plastic angels We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle)
Thought I'd be swimming in pools of gold Now I'm just looking through empty souls Stuck at a party with people I don't know California lonely paradise (fuck!)
I just landed in the city of plastic angels We're all a little fucked up but we fix it with the perfect angle I'm begging, give me something real! 'Cause nobody here cares how you feel And I'm new here, but I just landed in the city of plastic angels
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