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I'm just a ten cent copy
Of people far more advanced than me
Every thought that I've ever had
Could be ripped out of a magazine
Cut me a path, and I will follow it
Draw me a line, and I'll avoid it
I'm nothing if not obedient
You have my word, you have my word

I am an empty page
A muddled shade of paint
I am a light that's burning out
I am a light that's burning out
I have hands that shake
When there are cuts to make
You'll do it better, show me how
You'll do it better, show me how

Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh, ah, oh
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh, ah, oh

Tie me up by my callow belief
Someday, I'll make something out of me
Years of imitating mastery
Only made me a better thief

I am an empty page
A muddled shade of paint
I am a light that's burning out
I am a light that's burning out
I have hands that shake
When there are cuts to make
You'll do it better, show me how
You'll do it better, show me how

Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh, ah, oh
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh, ah, oh

I am an empty page
A muddled shade of paint
I am a light that's burning out
I am a light that's burning out
I have hands that shake
When there are cuts to make
You'll do it better, show me how
You'll do it better, show me how

Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh, ah, oh
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh, ah, oh

Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Oh, ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, oh

Thank you