Someone once knocked at my family house
When I asked, 'who?', that voice told me, I’m here to ruin your life'
In that frightening moment I thought ‘bout what I should do
So I opened the door and that person was you (me)
We don’t go to the bar and I don’t offer a tea
I know his name, he knows my life, so why the fuck we need to chat?
No one can tell me what I should do,
I know what to do,
But there’s always Second Me!