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