3,5,0, 1,2,5, Go! I was there in the backstage When first light came around I grew up like a changeling To win the first time around I can see all the weakness I can pick all the faults Well I concede all the faith test Just to stick in your throats 3 1 G, 3 1 G, 3 1 G 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 make no contact No matter how hard we tried 3 1 G, 3 1 G, 3 1 G, I can still hear the footsteps I can see only walls I slide into your man-traps With no hearing at all I see just contradiction Had to give up the fight Just to live in the past tense To make belief you were right 3 1 G, 3 1 G, 3 1 G 3,5,0,1,2,5.
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