The Jupiters - Plastic Fruit

Sitting here the noise surrounds us
With every breath I sink deeper
Far away I seek some answers
A wall of glass seems to divide us

You son of a bitch
You did it again
You lived in my heart
Now you live in my head
You sleep in my bed
You fuck with my head
Then you do it again

Let me try another door
Break the ice and make conversation
Are you capable of more
Knock me out of this simulation
Knock me out of this simulation

Every time I get too close
Shockwaves take me back dimensions
No surprises, you're all I asked for
Lusting for your electric core

You son of a bitch
You did it again
You lived in my heart
Now you live in my head
You sleep in my bed
You fuck with my head
Then you do it again

Let me try another door
Break the ice and make conversation
Are you capable of more
Knock me out of this simulation
Knock me out of this simulation

But in all honesty
If that's a language you speak
The more you lie, the more I'm sold
Walking away from home
But in all honesty
If that's a language you speak

Let me try another door
Break the ice and make conversation
Are you capable of more
Knock me out of this simulation
Knock me out of this simulation

Written by:
Adriana Abreu, Mandukhai Batbayar

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