Feels - Trash Island

Plastic confusion, frames in the sky
Curves on the beach, of a plastic eye
Your thoughts cave in, they reach out for more
A fascination you've felt before
You put your hands up - Surrender to the feeling
It's just the world we live in - Couldn't ask for more

My subversive reaction - I don't know why
My obsession with plastic - Polyester high
I Dream Of Trash Island

Tired of changes, lovin' that cold smooth silent
Never lost never gone, forever gazin'
Use responsibly they say, or just throw it all away
Individually wrapped prosthetic fruits of Man's achievement, how I rely on you
Control - Control
Unconditional - No Judgement

My subversive reaction - I don't know why
My obsession with plastic - Polyester high
I Dream Of Trash Island
Trash Island
I wanna live on Trash Island

The sun sets over cascading mountains of detergent
Shiny bottles into the sea, pieces of you and me
Beach umbrellas, Lawn chairs
Pink flamingos, coast to coast Rubber baby of mine, we'll have a life here
Breathe it in - Breath it in
Breathe it in- Breathe it in

My subversive reaction - I don't know why
My obsession with plastic - Polyester High
I Dream Of Trash Island
Trash Island
I wanna live on Trash Island

Written by:
Amy Allen, Cole Berliner, Laena Myers-Ionita, Michael Rudes

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