[Intro - Dry vocal] Funny. You knew my number When you needed something. [Verse 1 - Stop-start rap] Big grin, firm grip, "brother" at the bar, Couldn't find that energy when things got hard. Front-row friend when the drinks got bought, Back-row silence when I needed support. Gave 'em the truth, they gave it to the room, Turned a private wound into afternoon news. Then hit me with "nah, you're taking it wrong," Like I didn't hear my life in somebody's song. [Pause] Alright. Keep the performance. I know what loyalty costs when it's honest. You can keep your seat and the stories you spin, I don't owe you access because we have history. [Build] Not every grin gets through my door. Not every "mate" gets trusted more. Seen the face behind the shine— Now watch me take back mine. [Chorus - Heavy drop] PLASTIC SMILES! I SEE THROUGH THAT! ALL THAT TALK, WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU AT? HANDS OFF MY PEACE! NO FREE RIDE! I'M DONE GETTING CUT JUST TO KEEP YOU INSIDE! [Verse 2 - Bass and claps, triplet flow] Used to replay every word they said, Try to fix my face to fit inside their heads. Shrunk my good news, made my wins sound small, So nobody else felt short standing tall. Then it hit— That's a shit way to live. Can't buy belonging with all that you give. I want a mate who can say "that's great," Without slipping a knife in the next debate. I can take truth, I can take a hard chat, What I can't do is keep feeding an act. Less at the table, more room to breathe, Real ones don't need me down to feel complete. [Bridge - Piano only] I miss who I thought you were. That's the part that stings. Still won't hand you the keys Because I miss those things. [Final Chorus - Gang shouts] PLASTIC SMILES! I SEE THROUGH THAT! ALL THAT TALK, WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU AT? HANDS OFF MY PEACE! NO FREE RIDE! I'M DONE GETTING CUT JUST TO KEEP YOU INSIDE! [Outro] Smaller circle. Better air.
