Is what I am a plastic man
Gazing out across a plastic man
And everyone is just a thing

Sit and listen to bells of plastic ring
And I'm a genius, feeling something wrong
Using real words, in made up songs

I could cut myself
And nothing would come out
Cuz the blood is frozen solid in my veins

I should know by now
That I could cut myself
Cuz I'm solid
And I've always been that way

Here's a song that I sing
Imitation of the real thing
Here's a time who doesn't pass
Here's a sand frozen in the hourglass

Touch my skin
And I know that I can feel
But I can't tell you
If the feeling's real

I could cut myself
And nothing would come out
Cuz the blood is frozen solid in my veins

I should know by now
That I could cut myself
Cuz I'm solid
And I've always been that way

And what I am is a plastic man
Gazing out across a plastic man
And everyone is just a thing

Sit and listen to bells of plastic ring
And I'm a genius, feeling something wrong
Using real words, in made up songs

I could cut myself
And nothing would come out
Cuz the blood is frozen solid in my veins

I should know by now
That I could cut myself
Cuz I'm solid
And I've always been that way