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Fake Plastic Trees

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She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can’t help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out, it wears me out

Written by alex

July 26th, 2008 at 2:11 pm

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