Replace yourself with a number and get in line,
Take a look at what's yours and what's mine,
Don't take my shit away and we'll be fine,
What's yours is yours and what's mine is mine.
Your a copy like everyone, a born fake,
You love to hurt and practice to kill and break,
What we want to do to create and make,
Is all destroyed when love falls in ache.
So grab that number and forget what's true,
Take another look at what you once knew,
Cause it is all gone now, along with you,
Look twice, even a third at what you thought you knew.
