Lyrics
[Verse 1] [Light guitar arpeggio, gradually building] Bought a plant to prove i'm stable, Watched it die within a week. Guess i'm better with the plastic— Doesn't judge, doesn't speak. Keep my schedule color-coded, Like control looks good on me. But the cracks show through the highlights, And i'm too tired to pretend i don't see. [Chorus] Plastic flowers... plastic flowers... Counting down the hours... Plastic flowers... no superpowers... Just pretend they're ours... [Verse 2] [Drums kick in, tempo picks up] Got a script for every question, "Yeah, i'm good, just really swamped!" Wear my burnout like a badge now, Like it means that i'm on top. Coffee cold since 10 am, Forgot to eat again today. But i'll laugh it off tomorrow— That's just how i operate. [Pre-Chorus] [Building energy, bass gets heavier] And i'm fine, i swear i'm fine! Just a little undermined— Bury it beneath the surface, Hope nobody reads the signs! 'Cause if i stop to check what's broken, Might not like what i find... [Chorus] Plastic flowers... plastic flowers... Wilting in my tower... Plastic flowers... fake but ours... They don't need the water... [Bridge] [Instrumental surge—distorted guitars, driving rhythm] (Keep it fresh, keep it clean...) (Best version you've ever seen...) (Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong...) (I've been fine all along...) [Outro] [Slowing down, reverb guitar fades] Yeah, i'm great... never better, never late... Plastic flowers... On my plate.
