Plastic Skin

On a glorious day, or on a curious night,
I don’t see you without a smile.
But you know it well, don’t you?
Cause even I see it, yes, that’s true.
Your eyes say it loud,
Your body shouts it out,

Under a plastic skin, You’ve got a made-up chin,
It’s always up, just a smile no frown.
Under the plastic skin, you’ve got a heart so thin,
Your disguised love tells the tale in and out.

But I see you smile, again I see your eyes,
This time its different, this time I see you flow them out
The shell’s broken down, paper-skin cut out,
You try to hide, you try to fake your life.

Under the plastic skin, you’ve got a made-up chin,
It’s always up, just a smile no frown.
Under the plastic skin, you’ve got a heart so thin,
You disguised love tells the tale in and out.

The make up you do,
It is the clueless clue,
Adorable beauty of a silly scout.
It is you, the powerful,
I want to see you going inside out.

Hide away your plastic skin,
I know you’ve got the heart too thin.
Believe yourself, believe the little girl inside.
Everything is alright, everything’s not smile,
because not everything can be the plastic skin

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