What has already been said Is nothing that contains my truth We're speaking different languages Maybe it has always been like that Reproachful glances that die away are tying up Your chest on my ear so I can hear your pumping blood So I see you are me So I become humble Nothing that you say could ever change my stable mind But for the sake of peace between aunt and niece I'm trying to keep quiet When accusations will be held back to run riot When we get tired of bossiness So I see you are me So I become humble We're cut from the same cloth We're cut from the same cloth We're all cut from the same cloth So I see you are me So I become humble So I see you are me So I become humble