What we're looking for it's not in you.
They all seem like clones to me and I won't let them change me
This small crawl bug has seen through their skin
And the way they walk and the way they talk and the way they look
And the way they talk down to me.
What we're looking for it's not in you it's no tin you.
I can't believe the things that they say.
Writer(s): Walter Craven, Steven Marquis, Dave Rankin, Craig Weaver
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