(Three, five, oh, one, two, five, go)

I was there in the backstage

When first light came around

I grew up like a changeling

To win the first time around

I can see all the weakness

I can pick all the faults

Well, I concede all the faith tests

Just to stick in your throats

31G, 31G, 31G

Hung around in your soundtrack

To mirror all that you′ve done

To find the right side of reason

To kill the three lies for one

I can see all the cold facts

I can see through your eyes

All this talk made no contact

No matter how hard we tried

31G, 31G, 31G

I can still hear the footsteps

I can see only walls

I slid into your man-traps

With no hearing at all

I just see contradiction

Had to give up the fight

Just to live in the past tense

To make believe you were right

31G, 31G, 31G

(Three, five, oh, one, two, five)