God made a mistake
He forgot to put a soul
In this trash bag that He calls a body
I'm the bottom of a lake
Leaking through a hole
A shadow underneath the glitterati
Fumbling down
Stumbling down
Tumbling down to Earth's basement
Hollow
Just air in disguise
Hollow
A doppelgänger's demise
I'm a has-been who never was
Mimicking anyone just because
I want to see anything else in the mirror
I'm destitute
A prostitute
A clone squeezing into a business suit
To sell a soul I never had
To be more than just a line in the plaid
Let me break off and take
Your face for sickness sake
My purpose in life was to steal yours
Fumbling down
Stumbling down
Tumbling down to Earth's basement
Hollow
Just air in disguise
Hollow
A doppelgänger's demise