You're not unique
You're just another runner
In the big time
The sour grapes of summer
And you couldn't be
Anymore dumber
You're not unique
You're obsolete
You wont last a week
So crawl back under
Crawl, crawl, crawl back under your stone
You're not unique
Just a parasite
With a big mouth
And no taste for a fight
Your eyes are closed
You cannot see the light