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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2026 06 17 (Digital), 2026 11 06 (Album)
Label: Pack, Pack
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Genre: Electropop - Altpop - Indie-Sleaze-Revival

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[Verse 1] Think that it's quite better than I imagined I lost a lot of money on this, but I guess it happens They all want me dead, but I still care about them So, if they break my bones again, it won't even matter (Woo, woo) (Woo, woo) [Chorus] You're plastic, you're tragic, overly romantic It happens like magic, can't seem to let it go I'm wrapped in the passion, hopelessly attaching To this weapon I'm casting, can't seem to let it go [Post-Chorus] Can't seem to let it go Can't seem to let it go (Woo) Can't seem to let it go Can't seem to let it go [Verse 2] Got more scars, but it's not what I wanna tell you Then, I lied to the press and told 'em that I'm feeling brand-new Gavе you all way more than I'm allowed to And you can steal it all again if you rеally have to [Chorus] You're plastic, you're tragic, overly romantic It happens like magic, can't seem to let it go I'm wrapped in the passion, hopelessly attaching To this weapon I'm casting, can't seem to let it go I'm over-reactive, overly romantic 'Cause I'm wrapped in the passion, can't seem to let it go You're plastic, you're tragic, hopelessly attaching To this weapon we're casting, can't seem to let it go [Bridge] Woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh Baby, can I fill you up with gasoline? (Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh, Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh) If you hate me (Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh) We can do it like PQC (Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh-woah, oh, oh) Baby, can I fill you up with gasoline? If you hate me W-w-w-w-we can do it like PQC D-d-d-d— [Chorus] You're plastic, you're tragic, overly romantic It happens like magic, can't seem to let it go I'm wrapped in the passion, hopelessly attaching To this weapon I'm casting, can't seem to let it go I'm over-reactive, overly romantic 'Cause I'm wrapped in the passion, can't seem to let it go You're plastic, you're tragic, hopelessly attaching To this weapon we're casting, can't seem to let it go