Plastic

I know what it is to be broken and be bold
Tell you that my silver is gold
Thought we’re much to old for make believe
And I know what is like to behold and not be held
Funny how stomach unfed
Seems satisfied cuz it’s swell and swollen

You caught me
Shootin’ cross the sky like a star
But nobody told me to never let it get too far
You see my silhuette, so you standind scared of me

Hmmm, can I tell you a secret?

My wings are made of plastic