Lyrics:

I'm changing, arrangingThings I never thought I'd move beforeI'm changing, arrangingTo your personality I asked for it beforeI need a soul who never say what I feelJust fearing that I will accept the idealI lick the pie and I sweat all I seeIt's a carbon copy image of meI'm dying had tryingBaby, baby, for the rest of my lifeI'm trying had dyingMaybe, maybe he's trying to be my lifeI've got a never ending battle insideJust trying to rectify my personal prideI swear I don't know what it's got over meBut I know it doesn't want to be free