Dressed like the one on the pictureThe final adjustments are madeThe poster on the wall is like a mirrorGuess you wish that noone can tellLive for their music, hope for their touchLive for their words and hope...You hear them play, you scream insane, you try to be like themI see you chant and worship wild againYou copycat your idols and put them on a shelfBut I who stand above devine, I copycat myselfLook at yourself, you are someoneA person, a human, a soulThe poster on your wall is just a scourgeGuess you're just too blind to tellLive for their music, hope for their touchLive for their words and hope...Hope to be a mirror imageLive for their music, hope for their touchLive for their words and hope...You hear them play, you scream insane, you try to be like themI see you chant and worship wild againYou copycat your idols and put them on a shelfBut I who stand above devine, I copycat myselfLive for their music, hope for their touchLive for their words and hope...