Duplicate, oblivious, make believe again a transparent shell is all that is
Left in the end expendable, worthless is all you'll ever be not me not
Buying what you sell not believing what you tell fake, fraud You never
Will possess you're empty inside and fake just like all of the rest so
Take, take, take all you can hold you're left nothing because you are bouth

And you're sold shallow, living in a dream Hallow, with no idea what it
Means to be alive, to bleed inside The darkness that we ride We ride cry
Moan Convince them it's your own Can't think for yourself I know that
You're just a clone illusion, not real A snake that eats its tail soon it
Will end, I'll enjoy when you finally fail shallow living in a dream
Hallow with no idea what it means to be alive, to bleed inside

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Writer(s): James Bulloch, Matthew Robert Sorg