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Plastic Stress

Oh, I'm on my own, I danced to the traffic

You know that, you've been there

And oh just out of me

I'm here, I screamI need to renew I start with my shoes

I buy some new high

When I fall off I cry

When you follow you dieOh, I could be you, how much of you?

How much of you is true?

Sometimes I triple, how happy we could be

I'm two or threeI double myself

I trouble myselfLove, love

Love in the middle of the fire fight

Love in the middle of the fire fightLove in the middle of the fire fight

Love in the middle of the fire fight

Love, loveLove

Everybody's waiting

Everybody's something

Plastic stressLove

Everybody's waiting

Everybody's something

Plastic stressI double myself

I trouble myself

I double myself

I trouble myself

Plastic stress

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