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Plastic (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You got a plastic name and a plastic heart
You can play the game or you’ll never start
I’m talkin’ to you
You got a plastic house and a plastic fence
Gotta look around or you’ll lose your friends
Am I gettin’ through?

You got a plastic girl in a plastic bed
And she’s in your house made of gingerbread
And you’re in there too
Got a plastic smile on a plastic face
But it’s underneath that you can’t erase
But what can you do-do-do?

[CHORUS:]
Say Love-it’s not that hard after all
(tell me what I want, what I wanna hear)
When everybody does
Say Love-it’s gonna tear down the walls
(tell me what I want, what I wanna hear)
if everybody loves

You live in a plastic dream through a plastic card
But reality you don’t disregard
You know that it’s true
You got a plastic goal in a plastic life
Gotta search your soul gotta make it right
And here’s what you do-do-do

[CHORUS]

Wake up in the morin’
Some are not sleepin’ tight
A matter you’ve been ignorin’
Why can’t you just say it?
Will not wait forever
Can’t you see I’m right
I want you to endeavor
To tell me again and again!

[CHORUS]

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Plastic (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You got a plastic name and a plastic heart
You can play the game or you’ll never start
I’m talkin’ to you
You got a plastic house and a plastic fence
Gotta look around or you’ll lose your friends
Am i gettin’ through?

You got a plastic girl in a plastic bed
And she’s in your house made of gingerbread
And you’re in there too
Got a plastic smile on a plastic face
But it’s underneath that you can’t erase
But what can you do-do-do?

Chorus:
Say love-it’s not that hard after all
(tell me what i want, what i wanna hear)
When everybody does
Say love-it’s gonna tear down the walls
(tell me what i want, what i wanna hear)
If everybody loves

You live in a plastic dream through a plastic card
But reality you don’t disregard
You know that it’s true
You got a plastic goal in a plastic life
Gotta search your soul gotta make it right
And here’s what you do-do-do

Repeat chorus

Wake up in the mornin’
Some are not sleepin’ tight
A matter you’ve been ignorin’
Why can’t you just say it?
Will not wait forever
Can’t you see i’m right
I want you to endeavor
To tell me again and again!

Repeat chorus (x3)

Plastic (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

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Plastic (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Prince sing another song, its written on your face,
Instead i put pressure on the whole damn place,
I never liked running through the crowd with no proof,
So now i gotta flex in the steps of the truth,
Forever hearing prince has to stick to his kind,
Prince make a love song about a tech 9,
I thought prince be had to be prince be
Yet they wanna riff when they find i disagree
With that dog eat dog, i’m a get mine
Even if i’m stepin on your frame of mind
You can ring things where the ringin’ things at.
But prince be thinks its widdack
So now i’m accused of spikin’ the punch
And i’ll be the scapegoat for fakin’ the funk
But when they set up another prince time beef
What’s hard at first, but melts in the heat, they call that plastic

( chorus )
What, plastic ya’ll , plastic, what plastic ya’ll
( repeat )
Shake it up over here

Lord, what they wanna serve me now
A cup of dried rainbows and a dark cloud
You wanna picture me as you well, no way.
See i’m into innovations ok
Don’t you know they itchy itchy me
When they itchy itchy you
Passin off the mic through the kissy kissy crew
What else can display through a mind that’s foul.
Can the politics show you how, come on now…
I refused to be used as an under cover clone
Or even bad to the bone
Nocturna caps an "uh oh" persona
That calculate traits that do what you wanna what…
Tic toc me for the crazy fliz
Do you really want to know what a sellout is
Did you ever see a feather that could break a nut
They melt every time you heat’em up
Because they’re

( chorus )

I don’t know hip hop, what’s this?
What’s this? see what i’m sayin…
Save the snakes because you can’t find me.
You treat me right i’ll be good to you
Whatever’s clever for the scapegoat’s toys
The most superficial, sacrificial, interincarnational costume ever
And that’s called plastic…and that’s foul
I’ll be the sellout, and that’s foul
I’ll be the wick wick wack, and that’s foul