Plastic Moon - Nick Leng, Chester Watson

Oh plastic moon, oh don’t be shy

They’ve called your name, when you smiled at the valley

Yo

Daydream of laying on a purple cloud

Used to be a little nerdy with the Urkel style

Now I walk and my chains make a certain sound

Curl a smile as they pull an iridescent curtain down

And more or less I think I know my purpose now

I’m from St. Louis but grew up in the dirty South

Say you do it, gotta prove it screw the word of mouth

Watson from the Nü he like a guru with an urban shroud

Dream I’m not on Earth and it felt like the birth space

No my soul really isn’t from here in the first place

Takes a toll and sometimes I feel it in the worst way

No my soul really isn’t from here in the first place

Oh plastic moon, oh don’t be shy

They’ve called your name, when you smiled at the valley

Clairaudient

Hearing things so otherworldly it’s cosmic

Late nights and always up early it’s toxic

Went from ballet classes to starting a mosh pit

Lot of people only thing that they started was gossip

Like preaching to Gospel, I’m one of the prophets

Young Chester Watson

Not better, just conscious

I’m invested so I rest somewhere

Up where the gods live

Young chester watson, yeah

Dream I’m not on Earth and it felt like the birth space

No my soul really isn’t from here in the first place

Takes a toll and sometimes I feel it in the worst way

No my soul really isn’t from here in the first place

Oh plastic moon, oh don’t be shy