Clones (Remastered) Lyrics

It's three am, and I'm still facing a blank page

Brain dead and I need more dope

I'm laying outside staring at the sky

Trying to blend it all

There are still clones in my sight

Been brainstorming and creating a mood board

The process fucked and the mood swings, bored

Never-ending revisions that I didn't wish for

How perfect that I've tried

Been doing according to your direction

It comes up another rev

Years for years patching wounds was the only battlefield

Pretending that I'm a God, It's only a metaphor

Thousand layers I've been trying to mask and blend it all

There are still clones in my sight

Start over from the scratch

No matter how many patches I need to add

There are still clones in my sight

There are voices in my head

There been a monster inside me

For the past decade

Since it's blended

And I found a new home

Bad memories come again

And comes again, It comes again

Sometimes I moved on

Sometimes I can't grow up

Coz they are still in my mind

God please, I want relief

Cure is really painful

It's three am, and I'm still facing a blank page

Brain dead and I need more dope

I'm laying outside staring at the sky

Trying to blend it all

There are still clones in my sight