Dm F C
I´m home again, I won the war, and nowI am behind
your door. I tried so hard to obey the law, see the
meaning of it all. Remember me? Before the war.
I´, the man who lived next door. Long ago...
As you can see, when you look at me, I´m pieces of
what I used to be. It´s easier if you don´t see me
standing on my own two feet. I´m taller when I sit
here still, you ask are my dreams fulfilled.
They made me a heart of steal, the kind them bullets
cannot see
Nothing´s what it seems to be
I´m a replica, I´m replica
Empty shell inside of me
I´m not myself, I´m a replica of me...
The light is green, my slate is clean, new life to fill
the hole in me. I had no name, last December, Christmas
Eve I can´t remember. I was in constant pain, I saw
your shadow in a rain. I painted all your pigeons red,
I wish I had stayed home instead.
Nothing´s what it seems to be,
I´m a replica, I´m a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I´m not myself, I´m a replica of me...
Are you gonna leave me now, when it is all over
Are you gonna leave me, is my world noe over...
raising from the place I´ve been, and trying to keep
my home base clean. Now I´m here and won´t go back believe.
I fall asleep and dream a dream, I´m floating in a
silent dream. No-one placing blame on me
But nothing´s what it seems to be, yeah.
Nothing´s what it seems to be,
I´m a replica, I´m a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I´m not myself, I´m a replica of me...