Replicas

There's a replica on my back
A megalomaniac
A swansong, whore effigy
A lifelong forgery
Well, there's a replica on my back
A troubled insomniac
I'm moving too fast to care
I know, I can't take you there
Well, you can't copy me
Where is your honesty?
It's been this way for years
Where nothing is as it seems
Well now you can't copy me
Erase your history
Things will not work out for you, too

There's a replica on my back
A megalomaniac
A primitive counterfeit
A makeshift duplicate
There's a replica on my back
A long-lost amnesiac
A regular, dead, has-been
I know, I can't let you win
Well, you can't copy me
Where is your honesty?
It's been this way for years
Where nothing is as it seems
Well now you can't copy me
Erase your history
Things will not work out for you, too

I cannot die, no-one is me
I cannot die, set yourself free
I cannot die, no-one is me
I cannot die, set yourself free
I cannot die, no-one is me
I cannot die, set yourself free
I cannot die, no-one is me
You cannot die, my carbon-copy



Credits
Writer(s): Mark James Lawrence
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