#蔡徐坤# Plastic Angel
The Wall Street fortune teller,
Reigniting the hope of beggars,
For the not so simple pleasure
For the else so distant pleasure.

Woke up in a hotel,
Clinging on the bed with TV on,
Hooks in my head,
Now I can't get out,
This will make a break,
Fantasize spreading in the hotel
Hanging wo

Plastic angels hold my hand
Lift me up to nowhere land,
Lay my soul on neon cloud,
Up so high it cant come down.
Plastic angels heard my pray,
I can feel you everywhere
Lay my soul on neon cloud
Up so high it cant come down
The newage storyteller
Always passing the relays,
Cheap glass going in just
Now if's all coming back together