Someone else is here, but maybe not, don't know, it's hard to say
Reminded of a time that someone else could never even walk this way
I tried, but I'll admit, the time has slipped by, and now you've gone away
And someone else has used my mouth to say these awful things that I don't want to say
Someone else is here, inside of me, who I have tried to exorcise
Blinded by his hands, which now unfold and cover what's left of my eyes
And maybe you're not wrong to say it's not fair to never realize
What's real or fantasy, what is clean, and what needs to be sanitized