Vista previa
Make a perfect replica of your life
Cut the paper with exacto knife
Tape it up, tape it up
Against the howling wind
I´m so tired don´t know where to begin
It´s so unreal
It´s all I need
This replica
I was the last to see me down on my knees
These antibodies learn to be the disease
And I learn to be what fights against me
We´ll make a replica, a place we can sleep
And we could live in a hollow tree
Grow up old and bury the sea
And when this replica begins to look cheap
I´d throw it out but now it´s home to me
It´s so unreal
It´s all I need
This replica
Build it up
Build it up
This replica
Now we build it up
Build it up
Build it up
Build it up
Build it up