Written by Tim Burton
Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Tim Smyth at One Punch Records
lyrics
A model built on an assembly line
We're a prototype of a bad design
They won't listen to you anymore
And we won't be here when you're at the door
I heard you right but it don't make sense
Do what you like, what you think is best
They won't listen to you anymore
And we won't be here when you're at the door
We're all fighting on our own
Another lost cause or another chance to grow
We're all fighting on our own
Another lost cause standing all alone
Now the memory serves in place
Misconstrued, bent out of shape
I offered my hand to you
But you met me with a fist, black and blue
And we're so interchangeable
You're Staring at the Mirror again
How long will we last before you pull the plug and it's dead?
A father hangs his head, 'cause he's lost his only son
And a mother can only cry, when nothing could be done
We're all fighting on our own
Another lost cause or another chance to grow
We're all fighting on our own
Another lost cause hanging by a rope
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