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Plastic & concrete, baby these are the facts of life i 'm a nightmare child stuck on my own knife i' m glad my mother loved me i' m sick & paranoid the hotel generater hums into the void of plastic & concrete plastic & concrete, baby i gotta learn to slow down somethin new from chemistry is jackin my brain around i have got the plastic and i have got the stone out there in the suburbs i learned to be alone in plastic & concrete plastic & concrete sandwich you 'd like to eat me, but later you 'll reiect me i' m too much to bite off the salad on my outside is made of suicide the guy who squirts my mayonnaise is on a one-way ride in plastic & concrete plastic & concrete From Letras Mania