The CD turns over in my hands On the backside, I see my reflection His lips read the same words, "You can't be different, you can't escape me," It's not logical to deem Where the grass is green When the scene is out of view My reflection tries to climb Barricades and confines Not because it likes to Self-aware Reflections stare And lips read different words, "You'll never be the same. Forever fail trying to imitate." Keep spinning like a CD Try to keep from turning green Like a tree in full bloom Planned attempts to try and climb Barricades and confines Because I want to