You're spirit's high my spirit's low where's the trust we once showed we felt obliged to hang on to eachother for too long we shared our bed shared our room now we sing out of tune the Muscle Sound all around on the last account what's the matter with you all this crap you're telling me your 10ct. Psychology what do you mean I hurt you why can't you forget the past your obsession is a blast I family-tied you up when you forced me to drink from that poisened cup the twins we were have died now you're an only child you're double-hearted bouble-dyed you were never there when I cried because to you I was weak always on a losing streak we shared our bed shared our youth now we're men wearing boots to kick eachother, make sure it stings like Kain and Abel, though we were twins