This life is out of your hands
You've lost your grip
Your holding sands


Finding you don't fit the mold
When the other blocks fit so easily

Wishing you were a square
Spearmint gum in your tangled hair


This life is out of your hands
You've lost your grip
Your holding sands


Finding you don't fit the mold
when the other blocks fit so easily

wishing you were a square
spearmint gum in your tangled hair


We are only plastic
our lives quite fantastic
We are only plastic

our lives quite fantastic
We are only plastic
our lives quite fantastic


We fit like puzzle pieces
bouquet of chocolate recess

Now you have one choice to make
Which mission do you want to take
Do you want to take

Do you want to take
Do you want to take