Plastic Queens Song Lyrics
Plastic Queens by Jonas Friedman I don’t care
How you cut or die your hair
Or the make-up that is painted under your eyes
It’s a mask that covers, why we became lovers
Let your skin breath, and your beauty doesn’t hide
There’s no captive gleam from,
Silly girls on the big screen, you…
All the stars covering the city babe
I hate it when you say you’re not pretty
Magazines, plastic queens and everything in between
Sweetie they’re heartless and a waste of our time
I am proud when they pass
All the clones wearing masks
They are the worlds and you… you are mine
There is no sign of appeal
From the imperfect or less real
You’re all the stars covering the city babe,
I hate it when you say you’re not pretty