| once a being | once a child | once a friend |
| stepping down | revealing hurt | and then |
| later i | became aware | of your sin |
| blink an eye | and now you're changing | once again |
| humbly | emptying | i feel corrupt |
| watching you | falling down | and shooting up |
| tried to breath | tried to change | tried to pray |
| but what the fuck | happened here | anyway |
| watching now | seeing what | you became |
| now i know | that it will never | be the same |
| pulling in | and lashing out | so desperately |
| a cry for help | and no one's listening | but me |
| standing here | in horror of | what you became |
| now i know | that you will never | be the same |
| a perfect clone | identical | in every way |
| unconsciously | mimicking | the things you hate |
| a perfect clone | hurting all | that you make |
| shedding skin | in attempt | to defamate |
| a perfect clone | with a need | to imitate |
| you will bleed | and crash and burn | until you break |
| taking in | and watching so | carefully |
| trying to | stitch together | what you need |
| feeding on | and digging in | while i repeat |
| insincere | inhumane | |
| and incomplete | ||
| listening | as you preach | what i should do |
| when i'm done | i become | just like you |
| repetitive | ritual | suicide |
| you can find | no safer place | that you might hide |
| wandering | and watching too | i try to see |
| why the fuck | you might have spent | all this at me |
| pretty little | repeating loop | of suicide |
| i should have seen | through it all | when first you lied |
| but who else | did i think | that i would meet |
| bending over | for a hook | and a cheat |
| and now you know | that all you are | is all you see |
| all you hear | is all you're told | just like me |
| all your hurt | and all the pain | within your soul |
| all comes down | to doing just | what you're told |
| a perfect clone | with a flaw | to contemplate |
| i will bleed | and crash and burn | until i break |
| despite the things | that i know | that you will do |
| if you want | then i will follow | after you |
| believed the image | sold yourself | and bought the lie |
| imagined hate | imagined fear | but don't know why |
| a hollow and | empty light | filters through |
| touching us | changing me | |
| and killing you |