Plastic Weather

Soft blue Bright shell Plastic weather Feels too well Fake breeze Warm skin Something in the day Wants in Sky stretched like a billboard Clouds too smooth to trust Whole world looked perfect Till the sunlight turned to dust Palm trees in the window Heat without a smell Everything too polished To be anything but hell Water on the plastic Color in the air Every little season Felt designed to keep me there No one said it softly No one called it wrong The room kept getting brighter The longer it stayed on Thin light Sweet hum Something in the weather Starts to come undone Warm face Cold core Everything inviting Starts to ask for more Plastic weather Pretty in the burn Whole sky smiling Like it wants to watch me turn Plastic weather Soft but unreal Body says summer But the nerves say something's sealed Plastic weather No storm, no bruise Every little perfect thing Feels too clean to lose Stay there Stay there Plastic weather Stay there Stay there Let the whole thing gleam Highlife through the shimmer Bass under the heat Girls in synthetic daylight Moving too sweet Glass note in the sunlight Chrome under the tan Everything too lovely To still feel like land I like my warm dangerous I like my blue too thin I like that split-second When the fake gets under skin Tip the whole horizon Watch the colors slide Some things only bloom When the season learns to lie Thin light Sweet hum Something in the weather Starts to come undone Warm face Cold core Everything inviting Starts to ask for more Plastic weather Pretty in the burn Whole sky smiling Like it wants to watch me turn Plastic weather Soft but unreal Body says summer But the nerves say something's sealed Plastic weather No storm, no bruise Every little perfect thing Feels too clean to lose No rain No rot Just a perfect Little spot No wind No wild Just a forecast Built to smile If you want the miracle Watch what it becomes The nicest thing in daylight Was the first thing built wrong The sky learned plastic And forgot the birds That’s what happens when paradise Gets outsourced Heat Gloss Blue Hiss Heat Gloss Skin Mist Hey Hey Plastic weather Hey Hey Let the whole thing shine Plastic weather Pretty in the burn Whole sky smiling Like it wants to watch me turn Plastic weather Soft but unreal Body says summer But the nerves say something's sealed Plastic weather No storm, no bruise Every little perfect thing Feels too clean to lose Soft blue Bright shell Plastic weather Feels too well