Plastique

I kidnapped myself And put her in a plastic hell in the middle The ransom was high But no price is high if it works just a little Scared of waking up Am I on the cusp of oblivion? oblivion? oblivion? If I met myself Brutal honesty at the minimum, the minimum, the minimum I can't unknow what I know I saw it, now I just can't unsee The perfect god to follow I bought it, now I just don't believe What I lost, what it cost Is a heart just a box that you hide from the truth? That you hide from the truth? I punctured my lungs, then let you put the pressure on for a decade I knew it was wrong, the roses were dead but I painted the remains I'm Scared of waking up I can't ignore the blood in the bitterness, the bitterness If I know myself The more I stay the harder the leaving is I can't unknow what I know I saw it, now I just can't unsee The perfect god to follow I bought it, wow I just don't believe What I lost, what it cost Is a heart just a box that you hide from the truth? That you hide from the truth? I can't take your indecision I'll be gone this time next season Bite your tongue you didn't mean it Plastic love no longer needed