Stars of Plastic

I wanna be a real star 
and the long road seems so far 
I've been ready to change the side
Could you give me some advice?
Your life is a fairytale
with an end you write yourself
rotations in my head
made me turn around instead

Ref: 
plastic stars make me sick inside my head
inside my head
inside my hand again


In a world of plastic arts
where i'm straightaway
and this is where i have to stay
In fragments of trueness
where my mind exists
where plastic stars 
you can't still resist

Bridge:

plastic stars 
in my head
made me
turn around instead
they make me sad
plastic stars
in my head
raise me from 
a grateful dead
think i'm getting mad