Imitation

Imitate imitate imitation (x4)

Art imitates life imitates
Fools imitate you imitate me (x4)

Their ears are on the walls like flies
For hours, deliberate
Wanton degenerates

Their own center of their universe
Orbit dilapidate
A.I. without a brain

Beneath that bold exterior
Dead socket eyes inferior (blink)
Like a puppet on a string
Make them dance for mе

Get thee behind me
For what you want cannot bе taught
By automaton machines
(Underneath I am)
Wired enough to survive
Bled enough to be called a
Life worth making counterfeits to bind me
An idol with a virus for a heart

Art imitates life imitates
Fools imitate you imitate me (x4)

I try to make something new with my own two hands
You twist it and share your bullshit with your foolish friends
Life coddled you like a bitch and taught you to whine for scraps
You belong on your knees, you look better like that

You can ask how I do it
You can worship my pain and desire it
You can copy my walk every sway in my spinal alignment
Once I offered me freely to anyone
Desperate for someone to hear me
Now they fall in my footsteps
My incompetent copies

You can rule a dimension
Even ravage its roots unaware
But the power you’re missing
(Is knowing to look when it’s there)

Boo

Break me from the inside
Let me know if you find what
Sets my life apart from those who stand
Behind me

For what you want cannot be taught
By automaton machines
(Underneath I am)
Wired enough to survive
Bled enough to be called a
Life worth making counterfeits
To bind me
An idol with a virus for a heart

Art imitates life imitates
Fools imitate you imitate me...