3, 5, 0, 1, 2, 5, go! I was there in the back stage When first light came around. I grew up like a changeling To win the first time around. I can see all the weakness I can pick all the faults Well, I concede all the faith tests Just to stick in your throats 3 1 g, 3 1 g, 3 1 g I hung around in your soundtrack To mirror all that you've done To find the right side of reason To kill the three lies for one I can see all the cold facts I can see through your eyes All this talk made no contact No matter how hard we tried 3 1 g, 3 1 g, 3 1 g I can still hear the footsteps I can only see walls I slid into your man-traps With no hearing at all I just see contradiction Had to give up the fight Just to live in the past tense To make believe you were right 3 1 g, 3 1 g, 3 1 g 3, 5, 0, 1, 2, 5