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Plastic YoYo




Indie Rock


do you mind if my house is nothing And my car it's so not running mom and dad they're sad and yelling I'm trapped inside on my broken bed. I hide my head beneath my pillow from the noise down below all the world's a plastic yoyo but there's no where else to go...oh no Do you mind if my clothes are tired need a job but i can't get hired Hard to try when there's only liars They pretend like their life won't end Happiness is a four letter word when you're all part of the herd you make your bed with your golden sheets and when they melt you will lie below my feet

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