A song about worshiping things like social media, influencers, having to get the newest "it" thing from the corporate world.
[Verse 1]
Stack your shiny trophies, build your golden throne,
Count your plastic money, but you’re still alone.
Worship what you buy, but it won’t set you free,
Chasing hollow dreams, but you still don’t see.
[Pre-Chorus]
You pray to paper idols, bow to neon kings,
But nothing’s ever real, not the joy it brings.
Your castles made of credit, crumble in the air,
Plastic gods don’t listen, they don’t care.
[Chorus]
Plastic gods, plastic dreams,
Everything is breaking at the seams.
You sold your soul for a shiny lie,
Now you’re dancing in the void, wondering why.
Plastic gods, plastic...