Make a perfect replica of your life
Cut the paper with exacto knife
Tape it up, tape it up against the howling wind
I'm so tired, don't know where to begin
It's so unreal, it's all I need
This replica

I was the last to see me down on my knees
These antibodies learn to be the disease
And I learn to be what fights against me
Make a replica, a place we can sleep
We can live in a hollow tree
Grow up old and bury the sea
But when this replica begins to look cheap
I'd throw it out and now it's home to me
It's so unreal, it's all I need
This replica

Build it up
Build it up
This replica
Now we build it up
Build it up
Build it up
Build it up