Is What I Am Is A Plastic Man

Gazing Out Across A Plastic Land

And Everyone Is Just A Thing

Sit And Listen To Bells Of Plastic Ring

And I'm A Genius Doing Something Wrong

Using Real Words In Made Up Songs

I Could Cut Myself And Nothing Would Come Out

'Cause The Blood Is Frozen Solid In My Veins

I Should Know By Now That I Could Cut Myself

'Cause I'm Solid And It's Always Been That Way



Here's The Song That I Sing

An Imitation Of The Real Thing

Here's The Time, It Doesn't Pass

Here's The Sand Frozen In The Hourglass

Touch My Skin And Know That I Can Feel

But I Can't Tell You If Feeling's Real

I Could Cut Myself And Nothing Would Come Out

'Cause The Blood Is Frozen Solid In My Veins

I Should Know By Now That I Could Cut Myself

'Cause I'm Solid And It's Always Been That Way