In a fiction made up long ago, by Mr. Agafonov We see someone who looks a lot like me! There’s a pair of pretty egos And twice as many unresolved scenarios peculiar as can be In a fiction made up long ago by Mr. Agafonov I seem to be the only one who’s here I'm a nobody but young and old My bedroom’s full of cotton balls Some days I can’t remember how to speak Fortunate for me, he always oversees! Making me seem happy, when nobody else believes Acting somewhere from within Rotting out my brain and leaving bruises on my skin oh! Over and over, and over, and over and over again you take over me! Over and over, and over, and over again you belong to me Over and over, and over, and over and over again you take over me! Over and over, and over, and over again, a calamity! In a fiction made up long ago, by Mr. Agafonov, we see someone who looks a lot like me! My abrasions leaking printer ink, and filling up the kitchen sink I’ve lost my own ability to think Well the man behind the fiction had a terrible conviction when he saw himself reflecting in my eyes He’s a memory of long ago, preservers emotions left aglow And echo who’s been hiding in desguise Fortunate for me He dosent get upset! Making sure I know he’s there whenever I forget Locked up, somewhere in the rot There to let me know That we deserve the story we got Over and over, and over and over and over, and over again you’re not listening! Over and over and over, and over again just obey me! Over and over and over again, a calamity! I don’t remember what I did I don’t remember what was done to me I don’t remember why I'm so scared I don’t remember who was there to see We don’t remember what we did We don’t remember what was done to us We don’t remember who we are I might remember who you are to me, though In a fiction written long ago I held your hand and let it go The knight shining armor plunged His sword into his maiden lungs So was it out for mercy? Or maybe due suicide? A pair of pretty egos Just met each other eye to eye Now promise me your stiff remains Will hold in place, and I’ll restrain Your fingers died and oxidized By blame collected over time See everything is our fault My duty’s to apologize The punishment for our deeds Is judged upon what I decide So he told me