Replication.
Now I know why I only find him
On the other side of the country
Hide from reality, maintain your sanity
Maybe they'd burn your house down here
One wrinkle on your head stands out?
Sorry, did I cause you stress?
Your mind made up, for elevation
Couldn't take much more of it
Go on, hide yourself away
Maybe there will come a day
When you will look me in the eye
And say you're sorry.
