TV is the window to my world
I'm just an American girl
No one's gonna cry for me
If I die before I eat
I dream in plasticine and find myself so sentimental
For the way things use to be far away, far away from the modern world
I bathe in kerosene and burn in the wake of all this potential
A useless scream denial
Wrap me up in apathy
Speak to me in magazines
If I die before I feel
Was I ever even real
I dream in plasticine and find myself so sentimental
For the way things use to be far away, far away from the modern world
I bathe in kerosene and burn in the wake of all this potential
A useless scream denial
I dream in plasticine and find myself inconsequential
In the way of everything we crave in the fake of the modern world
I bathe in kerosene and burn in the wake of all this potential
A useless scream denial