3,5,0,1,2,5, Go!

I was there in the backstage
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 test
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 make 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 see only walls
I slide into your man-traps
With no hearing at all
I see just contradiction
Had to give up the fight
Just to live in the past tense
To make belief you were right

3 1 G, 3 1 G, 3 1 G 

3,5,0,1,2,5.