tears of a clone lyrics – alcazar

a room with a hundred men
the design of a perfect blend
identical strains of code
dressed up in the fashion mode

the air i breathe
the blood that moves
my heart to mend
i cry

the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone

the mind of a mannequin
the look of the perfect twin
this army of confidence
is an army of no defense

the air i breathe
the blood that moves
my heart to mend
i cry

the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone

the air that i breathe
the blood that moves me
one broken heart mend
the self i defend

the air that i breathe
the blood that moves me
one broken heart mend
the self i must defend

i walk through a no man’s land
come lend me your creating hand
how i crave for ident*ty
come lend me your fantasy

the air i breathe
the blood that moves
my heart to mend
i cry

the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone
the tears of a clone

the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)
the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)

the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)
the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)

the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)
the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)

the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)
the tears of a clone
(the tears, the tears of a clone)

the tears, the tears of a clone
the tears, the tears of a clone
the tears, the tears of a clone
the tears, the tears of a clone

/ alcazar lyrics