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