Plastic Handgun - The Dark Plaza in My Dreams

It's the deep breath before the plunge
Soaking up depression like a sponge
Anyone would say it's not real
In the cold comfort of the steel

Taking shelter from the high beams
This is not the paradise it seems
At the dark plaza of my dreams
At the dark plaza in my dreams

How many hours til it's done?
Waiting for that glorious sun
Anyone could tell you it's real
In the cold comfort of the steel

It's the deep breath before the plunge
Soaking up depression like a sponge
Hit the brakes and tell me what to feel
I'll believe you, now you take the wheel

You've got me looking crazy baby
I shouldn't be outside, please save me
This isn't where I left my baby
I should not be outside but I am

Sheltered from the high beams
This is not the paradise it seems
At the dark plaza of my dreams
At the dark plaza in my dreams

Written by:
Mark Di Giovanni

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