текст Plastic Stress Array слова

Oh Im on my own

I danced to the traffic

You know that, youve been there

And oh just out of me

Im here, I scream

I need to renew

I start with my shoes

I buy some new high

When I fall off I cry

When you follow you die

Oh I could be you

How much of you

How much of you is true?

Sometimes I dribble (? )

How happy we could be

And oh Im (to? ) all three

I double myself

I trouble myself

Love, love.

Love in the middle of the fire fight

Love in the middle of the fire fight

Love in the middle of the fire fight

Love in the middle of the fire fight

Love, love, love.

Everybodys waiting

Everybodys something

Plastic stress

Love

Everybodys waiting

Everybodys something

Plastic stress

I double myself

I trouble myself

I double myself

I trouble myself

Plastic stress