I was there in the back stage, When the first light came around. I grew up like a changeling, To win the first time around. I can see all the weakness. I pick all the faults. Well I concede all the faith tests, Just ot stick in your throats.
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I hung around in your soundtrack, To mirror all that you’ve done, To find the right side of reason, To kill the three lies for one, I can see all the cold facts. I can see through your eyes. All this talk made no contact. No matter how hard we tried.
31g, 31g, 31g
I can still hear the footsteps. I can see only walls. I slid into your man-traps, With no hearing at all. I just see contradiction, Had to give up the fight, Just to live in the past tense, To make believe you were right.