Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Go on and fool me Love me, love me pretend that you love me Shower me, shower me with artificial junk. So I cry and I beg for you to Give me, give me plastic-wrapped gifts Show me, show me Just show me material possesions I can't care about anything but stuff.
I thought true love lasted forever, but I found out it doesn't. In fact, like a festive balloon for Valentine's Day, it can deflate and lose its shine. The darn balloon lasts forever though... sitting in a landfill or floating to sea and choking animals to death and degrading into microplastics to toxify the planet indefinitely. In a world chock-full of plastic possessions and rites dictated by its synthetic gleam, what is left of that which is real?
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