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Wait up your laughter's plastic
and I almost walked right past it
Inanimate, I grabbed it
Tangible plastics it's bombastic
I asked are you shitting me
or are you really the shit?
And if bullshit sounds like this
then I'm listening in
then you should bullshit again
then I'm the number one bullshit fan

You said, I'mma do it again
From the first to the last,
I'mma do you in
Stay civil I'm just a civilian
I'mma take you down,
if you just say when

See right now wouldn't work
because I'm buried in work
If it's too much work
then its too much work
It'd make it worse if it doesn't hurt
It'd make me numb, if I feel it first

Wait up, I made up, I said straight up
I would shoot all the other gangsters down

Inflatable air mattress is plastic
and you almost crawled right past it
Instead, you just hop into bed again
Feel no feelings or are you just thinking about leaving
And no use sleeping without dreaming
And I'mma be dreaming without sleeping
And I'mma be so superfly I clip my own wings

And you said
"It's the start of the end,
and whatever it was, it won't happen again
Don't talk I just want to listen
And I remember it now, but I'm going to forget"

It shouldn't hurt if it's only a memory
But then, why is my head killing me?
And how am I ever going to get to sleep
If you won't stop fidgeting next to me

Wait up, I made up, I said straight up
I would shoot all the other gangsters down
Wait up, I stayed up all night
just to find the words that were right
And I would shoot all the other gangsters down

You know that
I'm not hesitating it's you that's keeping me waiting
and I'll probably be waiting again
and waste away, slowly deteriorate
Your words are faker than plastic
and I call bullshit
It it isn't about the thug motives
the money could keep rolling
my gat stays unloaded
But your lips hidden by dollar bills
Paper on plastic, words slip out still
It sounded like

you said, not to mention it
because you're tired now
and you just want to rest
Can't sleep because there's just a few minutes left
and it's morning now, can't go back to bed

credits

from Paper on Plastic - EP, released September 10, 2011
Engineered by Craig Dryer and Travis Bell.

Produced and mixed by John Fitsch.

Mastered by Donal Whelan.

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