Something snide in the way the sunshine's hiding from view
The way I'll die a young's man life is taked away
Much too soon
I don't mind, the doctor says I'll be the first one of my kind
Before I die
They say the gonna make a perfect copy
except It won't be a broken one like me
Yeah...
History made on the day were introduced I'm afraid
To met myself, to shake his hand why could there be for us to say
I don't mind, the doctor says we are the firsts ones of our kind
I won't cry
One who's dying fall's a way to make room for
the favorite son who wasn't born he was created
I don't mind, the doctor says we are the firsts ones of our kind
I won't cry
With the pod we'll watching figure eight and I
I don't know why
The day I left my erring more that I could say
I'ts your life now
The circle's closing and It seems the copy will go on living
Only figure eight
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