paroles de chanson One And The Same - Robert DeLong

It grows in the walls,
It knows my name,
Is it reason or paranoia?
Or are they one and the same?
It's not, its not, it's not a dream
They're coming after me
Yes you, you yourself are the proof,
You don't even know what's in your hand
Look at your hand, the knife in your hand
I had my chance,
To walk away,
From my future,
But today is the day
I saw you in the kitchen,
Clutching the blade,
Your eyes were glazed and fluid,
Propaganda they splayed.
You said we'd become immortal,
With computers for a brain,
As you plunged the knife in your chest I died,
Because we are one and the same.
One and the same
One and the same