Maybe in the symmetry of life were all the same,
just mirrors in the flesh driving each other insane.
You think you're so different, you're the one to blame.
Imagine us as sand, were all just grains,
imagine us as grass, were all just blades,
imagine us as the ocean, were all just waves.
it's okay to be different of course, that's not what I'm dealing,  
but just don't gloat about being better like nobody else has feelings.  
We're all the same, all got brains,
unwanted pains, all binded by chains,
trying to escape the insane.
We all just want honesty.