Plastic Mastery Sidelines
I try so hard to keep my hands off of yours
But all these things turn to nothing
And the demons inside, keep you inbalanced
And everyone is asking why
And the angels are jumping over the fences
To keep you on their side
And the sidelines keep me coming
And the stars, they keep you afraid
The solar rays keep me warm all through the day
And all these things turn to nothing
And the grass would grow green
And even in winter, the birds, they didn't know why
And the angels are falling
Onto the rooftops to tell you it was alright
And the sidelines keep me coming
And the stars, they keep you afraid
It's easily coming to this
It's easily coming to this
It's easily coming to this
It's easily coming to this
