Plastic 100°c

Magnetic lights in the blue eye haze
A magnifying glass upon my face
It's so hot I've been melting out here
I'm made out of plastic out here
You touched down in the base of my fears
Houston, ca-ca-can you hear?
And we both had to harness our pain
Close it and hope it decays
Oh, inhale and I'm up and away
Up and away
I love those mornings
When the sun's up
Smoking in the lobby
Waiting for my name to pop up
Hey, pop up
Usually I'd run home
And tuck the issue under
Oh, sleeping with my worries, yeah
I didn't really know what that love was
Was, love
It's so hot I've been melting out here
I'm made out of plastic out here
You touched down in the base of my fears
And that's when your beauty appeared
It's so hot I've been melting out here
I'm made out of plastic out here
You touched down in the base of my fears
Houston, ca-ca-can you hear me now?
Dead alone, the scarecrow hears
It's like outer space, but it's in your ears
And like a blossom, you opened up
And understood why you could not love
Oh
It's so hot I've been melting out here
I'm made out of plastic out here
You touched down in the base of my fears
Houston, ca-ca-can you hear?
I've been melting, I'm melting out here
I'm made out of plastic out here
You touched down in the base of my fears
Houston, ca-ca-can you hear me now?
Sky high, deflating ideas
Thriving off your lessons
Yes, you are my lantern
Shy like curves around my ear
The more you speak, the more I see
The more your light grows upon me
The more it grows
The closer I think you are
The closer I think you are
To seeing me home
What if you don't like what you see?
Silhouettes inside my dreams
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
It's so hot I've been melting out here
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
I'm made out of plastic out here
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
You touched down in the base of my fears
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
Houston, ca-ca-can you hear?
Never hunting for the light, launchpad time
I love those mornings
Blinded by the light