It's all been done before It's all derived from someone else's wrongs Retying every lace it's swallows it's own face and storms at the ground And it's always the same And I will rearrange! And then everyday it gets a little more obsessed with it's own worth Retying every lace it's swallows it's own face and storms at the ground It's all been done before It's all derived from someone else's wrongs