She's a carbon copy

A pathetic attempt to capture the essence that is me

and paint it on another face

What a sad excuse for a replacement

And maybe it’s not my place to say this

But you know I’ve always been more truthful than you

She’ll never be me, no matter what you do

Let that fester and eat you from the inside out

She’s a carbon copy of a blueprint that you ran out



That’s on you.