So little of what seems to be

Is ever really there

So much of what's here I resent

I am a demagogue

Born of eternal flaw

Forever just a memory my friend

So when I disappear

She will still be here

Sifting my remains through the ashes



She's not ordinary

She's just like me



But there is something wrong 

Inside of me that says

That she and I are one in the same

So I'm not alone

She's just like me