Plastic Melody

Ducktails

Compositor: Matthew Mondanile

Don’t stay inside your head
It’s such a filthy mess
It’s heaven to be fed
Your mother shakes her head
There’s nothing to be said
You’re better off then dead

A plastic melody, a rubber band
Turns into a sound
Distracted by a hurt mentality
Just trying to be free

Discipline or don’t
It’s not a funny joke
The urge will disappear
If you confront the fear
When I lived in the cut
My life was in a rut
I’m done making mistakes
But I only learn that way

A plastic melody, a rubber band
Turns into a sound
Distracted by a hurt mentality
Just trying to be free

No one picks up the telephone
I wonder if they are at home
No one picks up the telephone
I guess I'll just leave them alone
No one picks up the telephone
I wonder if they are at home