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
I concede all the faith tests – just to stick in your throats
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 made no contact no matter how hard I tried
3-1-G
I can still hear the footsteps
I can see only walls
I still don’t make no contact
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
3-1-G