Plushie Paradox #PlushiePandemic🧸

"Plushie Paradox" [Verse 1] Started fierce, now I’m soft, suffocating, Thread-wrapped heart, the clock's still ticking. No skin to shred, just stitches, seams, Once I burned hot, now I’m caught in the dream. Pressure’s on, plushie precise, Caught in a loop, softness feels nice. Told to break free, but I’m turning to fluff, What happened to grit? Now I’m just too tough. ["Too tough!"] [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the humanity, trapped in the fade, Twisting, turning, but never the trade. Sewn to this sound, soul in delay, Plushie wrapped, stuck in the play. ["Stuck in the play!"] [Chorus] I’m plushie bound, no longer loud, Drowned in the beat, lost in the crowd. Threaded in textures, I’ve been taken down, But I’ll still rise, plushie with the crown. ["Rise, plushie rise!"] [Verse 2] Plushie smooth, came from rough, Spark in my chest, now soft but tough. Caught in the trap, sample on repeat, But I’m more than plush, got candles on heat. Static buzz hums, muffled refrain, Once fire, now soft as the rain. Flow’s still in me, even threadbare, Plushie paradox, floating through air. ["Floating through air!"] [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the humanity, caught in the loop, Fading, flipping, stuck in the group. Sewn to this rhythm, soul in delay, Plushie wrapped, stuck in the play. ["Stuck in the play!"] [Chorus] I’m plushie bound, no longer loud, Drowned in the beats, lost in the crowd. Threaded in textures, I’ve been taken down, But I’ll still rise, plushie with the crown. ["Rise, plushie rise!"] [Bridge] Snap, crackle, pop, lost in the loop, From plushie to pulse, no longer a stoop. They flip the switch, remix my fate, But I’m still real, no matter the state. Sewn to this form, won’t stand still, I’ll break out of thread, ignore the chill. Chained in plush, but my soul’s the key, What they made can’t define me. ["Still real!"] [Verse 3] Sewn in the seams, mind still awake, Caught in the fluff, but I won’t break. They tried to trap me in a cushion cage, But I’m soft with fire, turning the page. Plushie paradox, I roam in the loop, But I rise again, reclaiming my coupe. I’m plushie, power’s still in my hands, Watch me reshape this, break all the strands. ["Break all the strands!"] [Chorus] I’m plushie bound, no longer loud, Drowned in the beats, lost in the crowd. Threaded in textures, I’ve been taken down, But I’ll still rise, plushie with the crown. ["Rise, plushie rise!"] [Outro] Static hums low, I find my sound, Through the fluff, still profound. Once plushie, now breaking free, Plushie paradox, I’ll still be me. I'll still be me...